A Love Written in the Stars… and Ruined by a Single Crunch

The first letter of The Society of Lost Correspondence has been set loose. A romance so legendary that artists would immortalize it, poets would weep for it, and historians would write of its passion—if only it had survived the sound of a single, unforgivable crunch.

Love is delicate. Love is eternal. Love is one loud chip away from complete devastation.

I wrote it down so I could let it go,

— Elsie Thorne