“I apologize that it’s taken me so long to write. As you can imagine, my jailers don’t yet trust my intentions. Rest assured, I am treated well at Willowbranch. My new lodgings are comfortable. The food is passable and fresh, and I am permitted as much coffee as I please. The house is never empty so I am not lonely, though I lack occupation. I have been trying to improve my sewing. Willowbranch is so old and there is so much to mend. I am allowed to come and go as I wish, provided I do not leave... the farmhouse. The sunsets are beautiful here. The nights have begun growing colder, but I when I am visited by my chief jailer, it banishes the chill. Shall I tell you how he feeds from me? His teeth are long and sharp. I haven’t seen much else yet, but I expect it’s only a matter of time before he takes the rest of me. Not that you’d care. I hear you’ve dried your tears and given me up for dead. Tell me, have you taken on a new apprentice? Make sure this one isn’t too bright. One of Ambrose’s thugs may I’m sorry I missed the funerals I’m sorry I ruined everything I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry Asher crumpled up the letter and lobbed it into the grate.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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