First Letter Ma chere Amelie, I have such news! So much news, that I fear I might burst from it. Yesterday, I must confess, I was disappointed. I met M. Suprenant's locksmith, a rotund fellow who rejoices in the name of Bertrand D'Aubigny, in front of the guild house at the appointed hour, and there … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Inside the Guild Hall (16 May 35 AF)

First Letter Ma chere Amelie, And here I am in Mont-Havre. It seems so odd to see it again—it was so much my world when I first came to Armorica, and yet for such a brief time, only a few months. It is much larger than Bois-de-Bas yet smaller than I remembered, and much smaller … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Guild Hall (14 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Jack left us this morning after an extended stay; word came that His Lordship needs him in Mont-Havre, as well he might. It was the longest Jack and I have been able to spend together since we were boys, and we spent it as you might expect: up until all hours … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Leg to Stand On (5 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I write quickly, for it is late—but I must not lose this thought. Cousin Jack is here, in fact he is snoring in the next room as I write, and during the evening he told us of his time with the Army. At one moment he spoke of trying to sleep … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Stress and Strain (23 April 35 AF)