First Letter Dear Journal, I meant to be back in Bois-de-Bas by now—indeed, Bertrand is already on his way, with Patches the Goat in tow—but Lord Doncaster held me here until today. His Lordship wants to have all of the threads tied up neatly, and I, of course, am one of them. I met with … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Talk among the Tombstones (3 October 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Trout has been taken, much the worse for wear—as are we all, and it is only partially Trout's fault. We shall be returning to Mont-Havre as soon as we are able tomorrow, despite our wounds. The plan was for His Lordship's men to take him _en route_. Somehow he evaded them; … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Catching Trout (1 October 35 AF)

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)