July 15th, 1888
Fletcher,
I promise from here on out you can take care of every bump, bruise, scrape and bite that befalls me. I warn you, I'm a terrible patient and I suspect you'll grow tired of it quickly.
I wish you were here too, but I can handle myself. I'm not allowed up yet for fear of accidentally opening something up, so I'm mostly just bored. These letters help.
I'll have you know I successfully made it past an enraged water buffalo before meeting my match in the croc. You must have made it further than my group, did you learn anything if the fog? So far as we learned was that it was somehow related to Egypt. At least that's where all the animals I saw were from.
Oh no!! I've forgotten about Bastien, he was with us at the croc, I don't know what happened! Has anyone said anything about a rogue diricawl in town? I hope he went back to the zoo.
Affectionately,
Eavan
Eavan
