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// Monday, October 28, 2013

A Letter to Elanor

Loveliest Elanor,

The moments we shared at the Autumn Festival were the happiest of my life.

We talked. We ate. We laughed. We danced. You smiled. I melted. Time vanished.

It broke my heart to leave you before we enjoyed the last dance of the evening, but I could not be within sight of you when the Harvest Moon reached the highest point in the sky.

And it is not the sight of you that caused me to disappear, for I could stare into your beauty for a thousand lifetimes.

I left because I am not the man you believe me to be and I could not bear to have you see me as I really am.

If all goes as I have planned, then I will return to you on All Hallows' Eve and we will be together again and always.

If not, then know that I did everything that I could to escape Abbot's Cornfield, but that its magic was stronger than what I—a lowly scarecrow given human form for a day—could break.

And if I never return to you in flesh and blood, then I pray that this letter, and my spirit, find their way to you...as the crow flies.

Eternally yours,



I imagined the crow in my visual composition, "As the Crow Flies," carrying a message to someone.

"A Letter to Elanor" is that message.

Copyright 2013 Christopher V. DeRobertis. All rights reserved.

This text composition is a work of fiction. Names, places, institutions, events, incidents, characters, persons, locations, and/or organizations either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Full Creative Writing Disclaimer.