messages sphinxradio i'm not going to leave you so many desperate notes as i used to i've found that it's really not worth the time i thought it was. i think maybe i should stop making myself so vulnerable, since you rarely respond anyway. 011123 ... scintillare makes me think of the note on the back of the paper with the skeleton. and her expression: im sorry. i knew it. the page had been in the room for a couple of years i think. i kept it in my bag till i got home, and i read it in the bathroom and burned the pieces of the torn skeleton with the words in the flame of my blue candle. it was raining, but i had to go outside. im sorry but no. 031203 what's it to you? who go blather from