It’s Valentine’s Day. No explanation needed. But if you have ever been separated from your soul mate on this day, then you know how miserable the feeling can be. Welcome to the world of Deacon Void.
Last year, I posted a lonely visit to an old cemetery where Void visited the unmarked graves of a woman and child. You can re-visit that post right here:
Even though a year has passed since that post, it’s only been a few days for Deacon Void. And so, for the first time ever, I am sharing the letter, hand-written by our hero, that he left behind along with the roses on those graves. What does it mean? Who is Crispin? Who is Susan and the unnamed child he longs to hold? Alas, those are questions for another day.
In spite of his sadness, I and all the remainder of the cast and crew of Void wish you, dear reader, a very …