Pardon the departure from the norm and follow me (if you will) in this writing I undertook a few nights prior to tonight. I have asked myself to refrain from addressing an "audience" here on this sort of interpersonal level, and never wish to explain the writings here (please find whatever you will or wont in these words); this prelude serves only to annotate that 1) the letter below is not factual (as I am aware) and 2) that this sort of free-thinking behaviour will coincide with the more traditional poetic musings found herein. The mind does tend to wander, and indulgence meets accordance on frequent occasion here!
Without further ado, a mind-swap experiment I recently partook. adieu.
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Dearest Aldridge,
Assuming this letter has found you well, please pardon my boorishness in advancing to the chase; there is a new member to our household. His name is Blessington C. Fitzhulme, a pot-bellied pig obtained in a series of dealings with an accomplice of mine from days passed. He (Blessington) was described to me as a Sounder, a dignity I have yet to observe in-sight. My fine wife is antagonized to distraction at this as we held him for nearly 2 weeks and have been met with non but the platitude of his daily routine. She wishes that we barter him off to someone else so that they may "tend the wait" as we have, yet I am cautious to do so quite so swiftly. He may yet prove to be of value and character, though I cannot be certain and will not allow one day more than four weeks to the test.
I felt the need to write you as I know you have long been a study of Sounders and what they bring; should we observe signs of advancement I shall certainly ring at once. Imagine our anticipation as we hope!
We hope all is well and good with you and yours and yours and you.
Sincerely,
L.N.R.
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