I have a friend named Kace who adores the Cyrillic letter ж.
Kace writes many letters to me, and early on in our correspondence, he ended each letter very simply: Love, Kace.
Over time though, this became Love, K which evolved into LK, but as he began to write LK very quickly, this eventually morphed into the shape of the magnificent Cyrillic letter ж which (as I said above) he absolutely loves.
For those interested, it is pronounced “zh” as in Zhivago.
Kace loves how it resembles a sword and shield or, more sublimely, a lovely little butterfly that takes flight from writer to reader. And thus, now, each of his letters ends with a
ж
—shorthand for—
Love Kace
