Lost Letters Letter 74 - October 24th, 1897 My dearest friend, I may be rendered no choice but to accept your thoughtful invitation. I sleep less each night, and some mornings I find furniture and other household objects in disarray. Fredrick believed I had done it in jest, but when he saw a door open and shut when I was away in town, he has since grown more earnest. I seldom look in mirrors after dusk. But when I gather the courage to do so, I find the visage before me unfamiliar. Fredrick also appears more reluctant to look at his own reflection, though he insists nothing is amiss. Maybe insanity is like a plague, and Warwick’s inmates have spread it throughout the land. Your loving, and hopefully not mad yet, Elizabeth Return to Lost Letters Next Lost Letter Previous Lost Letter Click below to play ambient sounds.

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