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June 15, 1891
Dear Ginevra,
I hope this letter finds you well and that you are enjoying a well-deserved rest after what has been, to say the least, an extraordinary school year. Your last piece of advice still echoes in my mind—and, as difficult as it was for me, I actually managed to bring myself to have another heart-to-heart talk with Sebastian. As you can probably imagine, it was not a gentle exchange of polite words. It got loud, it got honest—perhaps too honest. We said things to each other that had long remained unsaid. But despite all our differences, and there are certainly a few—you know Sebastian—we came to the conclusion that we need each other.
He has lost so much in recent months. More than he would ever admit to others. And sometimes I feel like he is in danger of losing himself as well. I am probably the only family he has left – and, if I am honest, the same is true for me.
To make a clean break, we decided to leave Feldcroft behind. The memories there are too heavy, too painful. Instead, we moved into my Aunt Noctua's old house near Ipswich. It had been empty for so long that the dust had almost developed a personality of its own—malicious and resilient—but it's a start. We are trying hard to make it something like a home.
There is still no sign of Anne. She has made it clear to me that she does not want to reveal her whereabouts – not even to me. Sebastian is silent about it, but I know how much her departure and the separation from her are weighing on him. Solomon's death also haunts him. There are nights when he wakes up screaming. All I can do is sit quietly by his side.
Maybe it would be good for him to hear from you. I think he misses you very much, even though he would never admit it.
At least I managed to get Anne to tell me where Solomon's grave is. That way, Sebastian could say goodbye before we left Feldcroft for good. It was a quiet, difficult moment, but perhaps necessary in order to draw a line under the past.
Please don't worry too much about us. There are days when the burden feels lighter, and every now and then Sebastian actually manages to make me angry and laugh at the same time—a talent that should not be underestimated, even if it is questionable. I'll keep you posted if anything changes.
All the best,
Ominis
June 30, 1891
Dear Ominis,
Thank you for your owl. It means a lot to me to hear from you, especially after everything that has happened. You know how much Sebastian—and you, of course—mean to me. I can hardly imagine how difficult the last few weeks must have been for both of you. It reassures me all the more that you have found your way back to each other. You are like family to each other, and I firmly believe that together you can overcome anything, even when it seems hopeless at times.
Moving to Ipswich sounds like a good decision. A fresh start can sometimes work wonders, even if the old shadows don't let go so easily. I really hope that you have settled in a little there and that your aunt's house can give you at least a little bit of peace and security.
As for Anne, please don't hesitate to involve me if there's anything I can do to help. I know she's withdrawn, but maybe I can think of a way to reach her—or at least make sure she knows she's not alone. I think about her often, and about both of you.
Don't worry about me, really. I'm really enjoying my time with my parents, even if they are a little overprotective at times—but I guess that's normal when you come home from the magical world looking like you've been fighting a dragon (which isn't that far-fetched). The peace and quiet is doing me good, and I'm only now realizing how much I needed it.
Poppy and Natty are coming over next week—I'm really looking forward to seeing them again and experiencing a bit of normality. Maybe we'll even manage not to talk about the O.W.L. results or courses, who knows!
Please give my regards to Sebastian.
Be sure to write to me if there is any news.
Many warm regards,
Ginevra
