Script

Ines sits in Oskars estate writing a letter to Godwin about taxes for Oskar while he is away. 

Dear Godwin, 

I have been informed to speak to you about taxes while my husband is away for personal reasons and seeing as he won’t be back for some time I would like to speak to you about such as I am fairly new to city life and I have no yet adjusted to such things. Forgive me for waiting for so long I just have no been able to find myself being able to get out of bed, I have been sick as of late but now the past few days I do feel better and have decided to write to you to hopefully sort this situation out. 

- Ines von Turpitz ( I think I got it right aylmao ) 

@Lukariatias

The woman sits there beside the man, her pale blue eyes fixated upon the single strawberry, her pale skin illuminated by the warm fire that devoured the wood that kept it alive. She watched quietly a forlorn look upon her face as she closed her eyes, a deep, sharp pain pulsed from within her being, heart heavy she leaned back listening to the three words spoken by The Jackalope. 

Leaning forward again she lets out a sigh, the silhouettes of the two pirouette across the walls. 

“ Ask not the sun why she sets. “

"God wills it!" ?

May God watch over and protect him.