Toller Me

Grandmother: Ilse Elizabeth Rowle (neé Vervloet), b. 14th Dec, 1955. Dutch pureblood.
Grandfather: Ephrem Corbinian Rowle, b. 27th Dec, 1955. British pureblood.
Great Uncle: Thorfinn Damocles Rowle, deceased. Death Eater who fought in 1st and 2nd wizarding wars, British pureblood.
Mother: Aphra Marianne Rowle (neé Vaisey), b. 30th Jul, 1977. British pureblood.
Father: Bartholomew Ephrem Rowle, b. 21st Dec, 1975. British pureblood.
Brother: Memphis Xavier Rowle, b. 3rd May, 1997. British pureblood.
Brother: Parzival Alistair Rowle, b. 16th Jul, 2005. British pureblood.

[He writes in his usual, slanted, elegant writing.]

17th Dec, 2020.

I adore the way her pretty little nose slants heavenward, her dainty little features, the red of her lip. She has such a long, elegant neck and jawline I wish to trace the outline of. Everything about her is slight, petite, contained, such as her self-discipline over her conduct and beauty.

[The writing becomes more wobbly and less distinguishable.]

I believe she is far too fair for this world, but she knows full well that she is. She knows that she can make men into fools and have them fight for her affection. That only increases my desire for her. To desire her feels as though I'm unworthy of desiring her. No one is worthy of her.

[He was clearly very drunk by the time he wrote the following.]

I want to (something) her until she cries out my name. I want to see how she looks under her skirt, and if it's anything like I imagine her to be. Like a lovely little snowdrop. She would taste like Ode To Joy sounds. I want to (something) her sweet, sweet (something) and (something) every part of her (something).