Letters Never Sent - Horus' Writings
Apr 8, 2010 14:28:34 GMT -5
Post by Horus Richmond on Apr 8, 2010 14:28:34 GMT -5
Sat on a desk mostly covered in magazines and chocolate wrappers, lies an empty journal - the pages have been completely ripped out and inside instead lies a stack of unsent letters. Some of the paper looks a little ragged, as though it's been thumbed through regularly, and blots of messy biro cover the rest of the pages.
On the other side lies a thicket of envelopes, each addressed to the same person. In a padlocked box towards the back is a set of personal, private letters Horus has recieved. He's extremely protective of this box, and has punched anyone if they try and remove it from it's place on his desk.
On the other side lies a thicket of envelopes, each addressed to the same person. In a padlocked box towards the back is a set of personal, private letters Horus has recieved. He's extremely protective of this box, and has punched anyone if they try and remove it from it's place on his desk.
