Fill the form below with care. Our calligrapher will transcribe your message onto parchment by hand. We dispatch at dawn, every dawn.
DISPATCH CONFIRMED
At dawn tomorrow, — will be released from the eastern parapet of Pidgeon-Whittle House. The bird carries your message, calligraphed and sealed, addressed to —.
You will receive no further communication from us. The next time you think of this message will be sometime, somewhere, when something reminds you of the person to whom you sent it. That is the moment to know it is, by now, somewhere.
Coo softly. Hope loudly.
(Reminder: this is a satire site. No actual dispatch has occurred.)