Attending Beauxbatons would give me an opportunity to practice my French, which my governess insists is of utmost importance*, but I should miss the family dreadfully and "Colonel Whiskers" just does not sound right in French. So long as I am not left to a governess forever, though, I think I could be content with any sort of learning environment.

(As long as it gets me out of this fog!)

Pretending is a wonderful way to pass the time. I try to pretend I am here voluntarily, but I don't think I have as much imagination as you do.

Feeling as though I am already dead,