Private Message to Aurora Sinistra

[alt_poppy]

Just a brief message to let you know I arrived here at Abbots Bromley in good form last evening and have had a packed first day... and evening. Quite a lot of old friends gathered here, and a snug little pub down the village where we've devoted ourselves to catching up with one another.

It was lovely to see you yesterday, my dear, and reassuring. I doubt you feel it yet yourself, but the records you're keeping do show things levelling out. Incrementally. Two suggestions based on the patterns I see there: first, that your dream content seems less distressi more positive the more regular your dietary intake; second, I suspect that there's more than coincidence linking the walking you'd done Friday and Saturday to yesterday's fairer outlook. Mind you, I'm not at all overlooking the likelihood that you rose to the occasion of my being there and that after my departure you may have sagged rather. I hope that on the whole you found my being there beneficial.

If so, I'd quite like to repeat the pleasure (because I do very much enjoy your company) at the weekend--would Sunday suit?

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[alt_sinistra]

Sunday, please, yes.

You're very restful, Poppy. Knowing the things to say and also the things that won't do any good to say.

I do feel so helpless just after walking, it's so tiring still, and I'm not even trying to go far. But I think you're right, that it helps more later. Dad's coming tonight, and I'll ask him to walk with me. Easier than trying to talk.

I am trying with the food, really. Canny - that's the elf here - keeps trying different things, and some of them work. Different little finger sandwiches, yesterday.

Oh. I'm maybe a fifth into that book you left, Wattle and Daub. I wasn't at all sure I'd like it - you know what I think about divination and seers. But this Phoebe, she's very clever, and not at all dithery or vague or foolish.