June 15th, 1888
Eavan,
That's not the most reassuring of thoughts. I can't imagine the havoc loose creatures would cause in Irvingly. Especially if you can hardly see them amidst the fog. Are you certain you don't want to come here? I would gladly give my bed up to you. I do have a rather comfortable couch after all.
And I promise to no longer neglect myself or Tink. We actually shared a quiet evening simply resting. And the next thing I knew, we'd slept for nearly an entire day. Good thing I wasn't needed at the hospital. I do suppose I'm allowed to have a day off at least once in the span of two weeks even if everyone seems to be in crisis mode.
Yours,
Fletcher
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