The picture a long the front was a snapshot of fertile green, shades of it ranging from emerald to sage as a snake of blue wound through the center. Scenery from a land of the lost. Far from the smoke stacks of the docks or the familiar lay of the Inn. This was a portrayal of wherever he had been, a long status of hibernating in this wilderness but not brainwashed from the natural essence of it to forget to keep in touch with those in that strange realm.
On the back was written words. Inked in, penned with a certain style that was capitalized with a bold blue shade.
Shae,
It's been a while, hasn't it? I've been doing some traveling, obviously, but I wanted to touch base. It'll be a one way street of communication as I don't exactly have an address for you to contact me at.
I'm hoping everything is well with you just as I hope your friends are doing better than the last time we spoke.
Here's to hoping you are wearing that helmet in private while potentially thinking about me? It's a stretch, I know, but one can assume.
Tell Fox I say hello. I will be in town, hopefully, within the month.
- Ezra
On the back was written words. Inked in, penned with a certain style that was capitalized with a bold blue shade.
Shae,
It's been a while, hasn't it? I've been doing some traveling, obviously, but I wanted to touch base. It'll be a one way street of communication as I don't exactly have an address for you to contact me at.
I'm hoping everything is well with you just as I hope your friends are doing better than the last time we spoke.
Here's to hoping you are wearing that helmet in private while potentially thinking about me? It's a stretch, I know, but one can assume.
Tell Fox I say hello. I will be in town, hopefully, within the month.
- Ezra