Angel's Shrine: Ghosts of 18th Past

[Serafin]

An overdramatic ode to Dec. 18ths gone by.

Dear Wood Angel Advent,

Oh, Angel, I’m so sorry. I traded you away, and for what? I should have kept you, should have cherished you, should have proudly marked you as ‘NFT’.

Should have....

But I didn’t, and for this I am sorry. This will be the second year I got baaaaaad deals for my Dec. 18th pets, but this Christmas will be different, this Christmas must be different! Please know that though you’re gone, I will love this year’s 18ths for you. You were my first List Pet and, fool that I was, I traded you for one advent list and one non-list. It’s more than that, though, my Angel, it’s more than an unfair trade. You should have meant more to me, and it’s only now that you’re gone that I realize it.

But...somehow I know you’re still there. You are still out there somewhere, and, Angel that you are, I know you’re still watching over me, over my other pets, over the Protectors of the Crown. They speak of you often, in hushed voices and even though they themselves would never admit it, they miss you too.

I watched you grow up and cheered every time you kept growing past each possible stage. I smiled and silently shouted for you when you grew past 26 days. I know that you are with someone else now, hopefully someone who’ll love you just as much as I should have. But still, the truth remains: I’m your mamma, and I watched you grow up and no one, no one can take that away from me.

Now I am reaching the end of this little speech, and although I’d rather not admit it, the truth hangs over me. There is only one thing left to say. Only one thing I can say:

Goodbye, my little Angel. I’ll miss you.

Love,

PokecraftCat