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Dear Elena, Yes, you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm a half bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc. Bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could actually hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating it's beauty didn't make the time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on it's shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine, and time stood still. Eventually, I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. So, I hid the bottle and walked away. And that is th

Once upon a time, there was a wolf king, who fought a war for the most precious treasure in all the kingdom, his beautiful little princess. But victory came at a price: allies lost, new enemies made. And so, the wolf king stood alone. Happily ever after it was not. But sometimes, even the worst endings are not really endings at all. And you should know, my littlest wolf, that even when all seems burnt to ash, in our story, there is always another chapter to be told.