Spring 3, XXXI
Dear Hannah,
It's been hard being separate from you, but I'm glad you chose to go to the place that makes you happy. Waffle town is so nice, and the trip here was quite an excitement. A storm passed over while we were on the boat, and I was knocked right out. These people are so kind; they rushed to care for me in a heartbeat. I'm staying at the Sundae Inn for now, and it's been such a pleasure. I couldn't imagine anything better than if you were here to experience this with me. I hope you're doing well in Forget-Me-Not Valley.
I asked the innkeeper's wife, Colleen, about Forget-Me-Not, and she said it was a bit cut off from the rest of the world. It's a few days by boat to get there from here, but with the current condition of the ocean, she said it would be unsafe to travel. I'm not quite sure what it was she said about the ocean, I don't really remember, but she said no one was coming or going for a while. She also said that Harmonica Town is just a few hours up the mountain by foot in Forget-Me-Not, and that this letter will go there and then be sent to you by a traveler or someone of the sort.
I forgot to mention before, but after the storm knocked me out, I had the strangest dream. There was a beautiful woman with long, blue and green hair, and...well, I don't really remember much else, but I thought it odd. I've never seen that woman before in my life. And when I mentioned it to the innkeeper and his wife, they reacted strangely.
Anywho, I must go now. Not much time to write with all the settling in and whatnot. I'll write as often as I can, though.
Write soon.
Love,
~Krissy