First Letter Dear Journal, I have been remiss, quite completely remiss, in not recording the on-going story of Madame Truc and Jacques-le-Souris. Not that you care, of course; but myself, in the future, I will want to remember the details. Looking back, I see that it was almost a month ago that I suggested to … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Wedding (5 February 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I have been pondering much over the last couple of weeks, about town government, proper hygiene, and social contact. Also, I seem to have acquired a goat. Regarding access to the hot springs, I have determined several things. First, our newcomers will never be fully assimilated into our town so long … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Town Hall (29 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It has taken me almost two weeks, but I have finally had a talk with Bertrand's father, M. Laveau. The Laveau's live at the far end of the village from us, and though I have several times set out in that direction I always seem to be stopped by someone else … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Monsieur Laveau (22 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Jack, O! I am sorry to hear about your leg! But at least I need no longer worry that you might have died in the fighting—or worse, that His Majesty might send you to pacify his new province of Armorica. Yes, I fear that will come, now that Cumbrian troops are fighting … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Legless (19 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, The goat came back today. It is Sunday, and after Sunday dinner the bulk of the population of Bois-de-Bas headed off to the hot springs as it usual in times of peace. I say the bulk of the population: small children, of course, do not, nor do those who care for … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Growing Pains (15 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, We had two unexpected visitors at the shop today, two quite different visitors; and yet, there's a certain similarity between them. The most recent storm passed yesterday afternoon, leaving the sky clear, the air still and cold, and the homes of Bois-de-Bas nearly buried in snow. There is nothing so quiet … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Strays (10 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Of late it has seemed that every problem is mine to solve; but I find that I am mistaken, and in the most pleasant possible way. My Amelie has undertaken to teach young Luc to read! She will teach him as she herself was taught: his numbers first, and figuring, and … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Small Victories (8 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I have made the most distressing discovery—young Luc does not know how to read and write! This afternoon, as a break from shaping bed-warmers out of bronzewood, I set him to begin to copy my grimoire. This is how it has always been done: each former has his grimoire, in which … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Lessons (4 January 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It has been an eventful week, and so I have had little time (or interest) in writing. It is hard to find a time for writing anyway, with so many people in the house. Anne-Marie is getting bigger and becoming more interesting every day, and Madame Truc and Jacques-le-Souris are ever … Continue reading Letters from Armorica-Rich Fools (26 December 34 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It is all as I have feared. Everyone smiled broadly and greeted me warmly at divine services this past Sonnedi morning. It was the same at Sonnedi dinner at the Tremblay's—and I was made to sit at M. Tremblay's right hand, with Amelie by my side. It was a worrying thing, … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Gathering Place (15 December 34 AF)