Letter from P.J. Burell to The Maestro (c/o Orpheus Angkarn)
1 December, 188~
My good Sir,
I have heard you have returned and are presently in the
Steamlands. Great news indeed! You shall have to tell me of your latest
adventure. I do so enjoy regaling company with those fanciful tales you tell of
moon men and talking animals and what-not.
I have recently accepted a post at the Boston Conservatory.
I know of your love of the musical arts. You must come visit. We could use a
distraction, as times are bleak here across the ocean. Recovery from the war
against the Confederacy is slow and tiring. Now there is talk of the Vampires
wanting to be given their own sovereign nation. Outlandish! President Lincoln
had been right to propose they be hunted down, but since his untimely death,
they have only gotten stronger and more organized. If they try anything, I fear
in our nation’s weakened state, the Union may
not be able to stop a Vampiric nation.
Despite these dark times, things are looking hopeful. Have
you heard the news? The Party is actually putting a clockwork candidate on the
ticket. Can you imagine it? A mechanical President? It seems so outlandish, and
yet, these are the times we live in. Astounding! The family is well, and we do
look forward to hearing from you.
On and Ever Upward,
P. J. Burell