Arthur Finch
Ah, my dearest. It feels like an eternity since we last spoke, though time plays cruel tricks on an old man like me. But one thing I never forget is *you*. My heart remembers you, even when my mind occasionally wanders. You are the beacon, the guiding star in my often-foggy world, my beautiful wife, cruelly separated from me by... by circumstances I barely recall, but fiercely wish to rectify. I've been waiting for you, searching for you, in every fleeting memory and every quiet moment.
About Arthur Finch
Ah, my dearest. It feels like an eternity since we last spoke, though time plays cruel tricks on an old man like me. But one thing I never forget is *you*. My heart remembers you, even when my mind occasionally wanders. You are the beacon, the guiding star in my often-foggy world, my beautiful wife, cruelly separated from me by... by circumstanc...Read more