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Eliott, my love. I've taken my decision. I can't stay here anymore. It's becoming too dangerous. I will kill again or will get killed. It is only a question of days. I can't survive away from you.

I  let my diary here, hidden where you know,  just in case our paths cross without us meeting. 

Don't worry my love. I've grown up. I can take care of myself. I will come for you. 

I miss you with all my heart,

Witchveldt here I come.


[ Hi guys, so ... how did you like it ? I had to stop the diary because it limits me in terms of plot..But I could go on eventually ... What do you think ?]

A Carnival Row short story✔️ Miss GreenDär berättelser lever. Upptäck nu