First Letter Dear Journal, I've written little over the last three weeks because there has been little to write. I have had arrows from Amelie in Bois-de-Bas and Jack in Mont-Havre (the latter via M. Suprenant, of course). All is well at home, though I am greatly missed. Jack meanwhile says that Lord Doncaster has … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Hard Time (17 September 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It has been a week, and Bertrand and I are settled as well as we shall ever be in this benighted place. The farm house has been swept out as best we could, given the state of the broom I found in a corner of the kitchen. We have food, but … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Farming Efforts (20 August 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Bertrand and I have been installed at The Farm, and I am not best pleased about it. I spoke with Jack on Wednesday as planned, and told him all I knew of Trout and his intentions for me. It seems that Le Maréchal and his few remaining troops have indeed retreated … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Farm (13 August 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Trout has informed me that we shall be moving to a place he calls "The Farm" at the end of the week; consequently, I am to wrap up our efforts here in Mont-Havre and pack up anything we must take with us. Perhaps fortunately, the hardened block in my first trial … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Preparations (8 August 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I nearly suffered a stroke of apoplexy yesterday morning. I woke with a start and—but all things in their places. At the beginning of the week I set up my first trial. As I do not have much space and cannot reasonably run multiple trials simultaneously, I decided on a design … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- All My Trials (25 July 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Today I took a brief respite from my labors to attend divine services with the Suprenants, followed by a lovely Sunday dinner. It was life-saving, for I have been living at the Guild Hall and eating my own cooking—a skill I have never acquired, and for which I have no time! … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Brief Respite (18 July 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It seems that His Majesty's Government has been intercepting my mail to Cumbria, perhaps for the whole time I have been here in Armorica. I now know that the sky-chair plans I sent to my father never reached him, and that I have my master's chain not through any change of … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Coercion (16 July 35 AF)

First Letter My dearest Amelie, The news is not good, and I am glad that you insisted on remaining in Bois-de-Bas, especially in light of your condition. Indeed, I only wish I could be sure I might return home before the baby is due in October. At noon today I arrived at the appointed inn … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Fire (16 July 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Jack, I should indeed be glad to come to Mont-Havre for a chat with you...but for a chat with Lord Doncaster? Are you sure that's wise? I wrote to you about my dinner with M. Archambault, I know I did. And I have been advised by M. Suprenant, my good friend, to … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Smoke (11 July 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I have it! I woke up quite suddenly with the answer plain in my head. For several weeks now I have been thinking of every method I might use to measure the hardness of a hardened block of wood. Most of them have involved using some kind of clamp or vise … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Matter of Time (2 July 35 AF)