The Story of Sapphire and Arion: A Heap of Mud

It seems Darling I have made myself miserable to what is or is not to come. I fret and worry about never seeing you again. All of this worrying has made me so tired. I am a heap of mud- stuck in my own thinking.
Oh, next time we meet up in our night wanderings- do tell my soul not to fret! All is well!

Affectionately,
Sapphire