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A chance letter that began years of correspondence… depending on the workings of the post, they wrote to each other more often than the tides and the phases of the moon. Not even the war could halt what had begun between them.
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Maria C
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6 September 1940 (What day is it, even?)
Dear Paul,
From the day you came into my kitchen with that basket of cabbages, you’ve been there. Always with me, like the wind. But that first time I found a letter from you in the post, my heart leapt as it never had before. You rushed right over me and I knew I was in love.
I wish you were here with me to feel the wind. It’s poetry in itself.
Love,
Maisie
— Jun 04, 2026 11:20AM
Dear Paul,
From the day you came into my kitchen with that basket of cabbages, you’ve been there. Always with me, like the wind. But that first time I found a letter from you in the post, my heart leapt as it never had before. You rushed right over me and I knew I was in love.
I wish you were here with me to feel the wind. It’s poetry in itself.
Love,
Maisie
Maria C
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Sue,
May 22, 1916
(...)
Do you remember what you said to me when we first met at King’s Cross? The very first words you spoke? You glided over to me and, as I was struggling to think of something intelligent to say, you said, “There you are.” I often think of that, Sue. Here I am. No matter where I am in the world, “Here I am.”
Davey
— May 31, 2026 02:57PM
May 22, 1916
(...)
Do you remember what you said to me when we first met at King’s Cross? The very first words you spoke? You glided over to me and, as I was struggling to think of something intelligent to say, you said, “There you are.” I often think of that, Sue. Here I am. No matter where I am in the world, “Here I am.”
Davey
Maria C
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I’ve never read Mark Twain, but I agree that Poe is thrilling. I remember reading “The Tell-Tale Heart” as a girl one night, in bed with a candle stub I pilfered from church. I was certainly punished for stealing the candle, because after I finished the book and blew out the candle, I couldn’t sleep a wink. I was quite positive that I heard the beating of the heart downstairs.
— May 25, 2026 12:44PM
Maria C
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I should have told you, should’ve taught you to steel your heart. Taught you that a letter isn’t always just a letter. Words on the page can drench the soul. If only you knew.
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Maria C
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My breath
my light,
the one my heart flies toward
For Jim
— May 16, 2026 03:07PM
my light,
the one my heart flies toward
For Jim
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Wow! The power of love!Continuação de boa leitura, linda
Hoje está mais um dia bom para ler na esplanada
Beijãozão e um bão dia, querida Maria 😘🌷
Théo wrote: "That makes me wonder what a chance truly means. And how anyone can know whether it's really an opportunity, or just a self-delusion meant to fill a void that only feels like it makes you whole. Ma..."
Bonjour, Théo
I’m really enjoying these letters. Everything begins in such an amusing way. A young American writes to a Scottish poet — just a fan letter. She replies. He writes back. She replies again. Who could possibly resist paper and ink?
Oh, I didn’t tell you: he wasn’t much of a poetry enthusiast, but he adored her book — the one about treading down life’s fears and climbing towards the next summit. She lived on Skye — a Scottish island — and she was afraid of travelling by boat, though thankfully not of books.
The title in Portuguese is Nove mil dias e uma só noite — Nine Thousand Days and a Single Night: a love story set in a time of war, and a secret.
Merci.
Maria wrote: "Wow! The power of love!Continuação de boa leitura, linda
Hoje está mais um dia bom para ler na esplanada
Beijãozão e um bão dia, querida Maria 😘🌷"
Obrigada, querida Maria.
Um livro encantador recomendado pela Margarida, como sabes.
É tão bão receber a tua visita. Uma noite descansada, amiga. Beijo 😘e flor🌺.
I know how much you're enjoying love letters, Maria. This is the secret power of love, it invites more of itself. This is why one letter of love always bring another. A single letter can create an entire story, and that story exists because someone dared to write the first word. Sometimes is only the decision to be honest, even when honesty feels risky. And truly, what is left if we do not dare ? A life of unopened doors, with an entire universe hidden behind them. The greatest magic is this - behind every small act of daring, an entire universe might begin..Merci, Maria
Happy reading Maria. ♥
Kealyn wrote: "Happy reading Maria. ♥"Thank you, Kealyn. 🌺
Uma noite maravilhosa para ti, lindona Por aqui é só música. Os bares estão em festa. Está calor e é fim de semana 🎉🎊
Beijão do coração, querida Maria 😘
Até amanhã 💕🌼
Bom dia, querida MariaChuvisca no Porto. Faz-me falta o sol para ser feliz.
Obrigada. Bom fim de semana. Beijinhos. 😘
.....and then, everything make a new sense.
... Très bon samedi, Théo.Merci.
Maybe a chance is not about certainty at all, but about choosing to believe
that something magic can grow if we dare to step toward it.
And it also reminds me of our beginning, how a simple famous line from an old noir film opened the path to a correspondence that not even a war could silence it. That - was a chance. And we dared.
Merci, Maria