Letters Between John Garrison And His Dear Friend Thomas Monroe Madison

Thomas,

It was with great trepidation that I sat down to write you today in response to your letter dated the 7th of September last. I had dearly hoped that in the days following my receipt of this letter that there would have been some further correspondence from you to put my mind at ease. Alas this was not to be so. You seem in a bad way friend and it pains me that I can not be there to bolster your failing spirits in your time of great need. In his latest message our common ally Reverend Pairwise has expressed his most sincere concerns for your mortal soul in regards to your actions in pursuit of the Great Demon, I add to these my worries Thomas, and implore you to end this dark endeavour that has heaped these ills upon you these past three years.
This is no longer the grand quest we so fervently spoke of in our youth, no longer the noble cause we once so furiously aspired to. This is madness friend, a madness I can no longer share in. It has to stop. I too have heard the dark wolf howling Thomas, but I will not let him take me by the throat. Save yourself Thomas, for I will not, nor will anyone else.

Your Most Humble Servant,
J. Garrison


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Dearest John,

If salvation is what we desire it may indeed be too late for us all. If you find yourself unprepared, or unwilling, to do what needs to be done in this time of great darkness then I implore you to make haste in returning to the homeland. You and yours of this inexpiable opinion would do well to be gone when this judgement is felled upon us. Those of us who are compelled to stand and fight can not waste a single moment dragooning our more reluctant comrades to do their part. This is the end we once discussed, I regret only that you are not by my side to stand against it. Travel well friend and leave the torch burning for those of us who stay behind.

Your Resolute Friend,
Thomas