TRJ - #5

LETTERS

Dear Anna,

My feelings are a mixture of happiness and empathy for you. With the plague gone, but poor Elinor killed, I have no clue of how to express myself. Happiness and joy that the plague has gone, and a dreadful emptiness that Elinor used to fill up - now empty once more. Although I was terridfied when Aphra swished her knife and onto Elinor's back, I couldn't help the pity rising for Aphra. Loosing all her family as well as turning insane, I think she was an interesting stepmother to you. I mean no offence, and I know that you're happy that you don't have anything to do with her. However the limits of her madness and the actions were most horrifying even for a mad person and I've never encoutnered such a person before in a book! I know it's hard for you to try and follow the wishes that Elinor had which was for you to take of Micheal Mompellion - as a friend. Try to stay with him and think of Ellinor when yo feel despaired.

Ellionor's death must have been more than a big shock to Mr. Mompellion. He seems he has lost his senses for the first time. I think he thinks that his duties, the actions required of him are no longer in his power to do, and that they don't need to accomplished. What I'm sad about is that the people no longer require of him, they even whisper behind his back. The people feel bad and don't want him near them, since they think he had encouraged them to forget about the dead, and try to live on and not hanging back, which I admit, is true. Poor Mr. Mompellion, he had no one to look to other than his own mind and thoughts. He had even lost his faith in God, and doesn't seem to want to believe in God anymore. You, Anna, however shouldn't quail. I know that you helped others even when you were in difficult times yourself and saved other lives by helping with labor and curing. Please don't cease to do that. You must live, and not hunch in darkness. I'm proud of you, that you have not been put down forever by the despairing moments that you had in the year of the plague, and hope to continue that feeling of pride in seeing you as you go on.

Love, Lucia

P.S. Do you still believe in God, knowing why Mr. Mompellion is loosing his faith in Him?