June 16th, 1888
Dear family,
yesterday’s Daily Prophet mentioned the fog had engulfed Bartonburg. Are you all alright? Is the fog beautiful? Is it like a permanent magical foggy morning? It’s unfortunate I’m going to miss all this, so please tell me how the life is going in the fog. I want to know all the details.
Sincerely,
your son and brother Arthur,
a brave explorer of Sussex shores