December 25th, 1968
Albus--
Happy Christmas, again. Busy with Voldemort, I would imagine?
I admit that it doesn't much appeal to me to write and never receive a response. Or to never know what's true and what isn't. But old Natalia Fedotyeva just fell afoul of a rogue giant, and I had an owl a day from her until then...
I'm getting old, Albus, and tired of mocking you. I suppose you are too. Still lonely? Still hiding?
Don't die over there. You're too clever to be killed by somebody with no sense of humor.
Gellert
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{Thirty-Five Owls}
FantasyThirty-Five Owls being a correspondence between Albus P.W.B. Dumbledore, Grand Sorcerer, etc., and the prisoner Gellert Grindelwald, of some decades in length. go to the original post (online) : http://www.letterblade.net/thirty-five_owls.html !!!T...
