First Letter Dear Jack, You won't ever read this, because I don't dare send any letters and so I'm writing it in my journal—but I need to tell somebody about what happened today, and explain it to them, so that maybe I'll understand it myself. You're elected, because you're the only one of my correspondents … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Engagement (21 Novembre 33AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It looks like my life is changing again. I've been expecting it, more or less, but not so soon. I went back to my usual routine after helping M. Fabré with inventory at the shop two weeks ago: doing my chores, driving the cart to the village for supplies, and attending … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Village Life (20 Novembre 33AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Now that I sit and reflect on the day, I have a feeling that I'm being managed. I'm not sure I like that. But maybe I do. I suppose I shall have to make my mind up one way or the other, and before too much time has passed. I was … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Taking Inventory (7 Novembre 33AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, The cat is now out of the bag, or at least his nose is peeking out of the mouth of the sack. When we reached the hot springs this afternoon, Marc led me down a different path to a pool I had not seen before. It was provided with the usual … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Interview (3 Novembre 33AF)