I’m Sorry Brother,
I could not handle it anymore. While I am sure you and the Smaller Bug are having a grand time turning your paintings around, it is unsettling, and I think maybe your jokes are pushing too far. It was very, very clever, and I did laugh when The Lyre returned like an unwashed borrowed cloak. But it is gone again, and it has been days with nothing in the sky. And last night… what WAS that?
I had to go to Andromika. I ‘accidentally’ opened the window to the office too far, and ‘a strong breeze’ knocked over some paperwork. When I apologized to the secretary and ‘kneeled down to help pick up the mess’ - I crawled away and into the waiting chamber.
I did not even have to knock upon the door to her study. It was cracked, and she beckoned me in by name. It was as if she was expecting me - and maybe she was? We talked, and she was the only one to believe me. And do you know why? Because she saw it too. Both your game, and the new mess you put in its place.
She also asked how I’ve been sleeping. Have you spoken with her recently too?
Until tomorrow,
Xhoya