Dearest Child,
I know not what to say.
Your questions of you beloved fall,
Only to rest upon mine solemn ears.
I am the Moon, a friend and confidant.
You lie beneath me at night,
Your love does as well.
No more shall be spoken, for open mouth soil
Fate and Fae will guide you:
Trust in the words they say.
Yours Truly.
Friend Moon
