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Without Your Ice My Fire Would Burn Us All. I Beg You To Speak Openly To Me, Always. I Will Keep Our Dream Alive If You Die First But I Pray Every Night That I Do Not Live To See That Day. Phlegm And Cholera, Our Very Essences Are Two Halves Of A Whole.

All lines of such poetic tenderness that one might be tempted to ascribe them to 21st century romantasy but no! Official Thirty Years' War correspondence only