The longest Letter

In response to Cassia’s 3rd letter to Dusk

Mr Dusk Mann,

20 Agave Abode,

Bedrock Strait,

Oasis Springs,


Dear Cassia,

   I don’t even know if this letter will reach you, So much has happened between posting the last letter and writing this one.

Thanks for your letter and the pictures. Your new home is Beautiful and I’m happy your family has a safe place to live and grow. Having all that extra space would take some getting used to. Going from a small tent to a large house would be weird for anyone at first. But with Nooboo 2 on the way to join Nooboo 1  Keeping those babies safe and warm is the priority especially if the rumours are true. Better to be safe than sorry.

Thank you for the compliment regarding my name. I never thought of it that way, Mr  Mann, I am the Mann. I always loved it but only because it was Grandpa’s name too and something we would always share.

I should tell you my situation has changed a little although not for the better as you’re Probably expecting me to say.

I’m nervous writing this as I don’t know if you’ll believe me or think it’s a mean prank and never write to me again. I hope you’ll believe me as I’ve already lost everything I knew and loved. My Mum and our home. I just couldn’t bear to lose my friend too.

Remember I told you that I would be taking my first step forward and posting my letter myself, Well that happened.

I waited till after dark when no-one was around. I was feeling pretty proud of myself too I took a moment and even had mum take some pictures to commemorate to occasion on the instant camera.

As we returned to the house I was bathed in a bright blue light that lifted me clear off the ground. The last things I remember are the panic on mums face and the sounds of her voice as she screamed my name.

When I regained consciousness I was, I didn’t know where I was everything looked and felt different I was still in the desert but I wasn’t home anymore.

A kind old lady discovered me crying in the graveyard and tried to comfort me. It turns out I was sitting in the family plot in her garden, In a place called Strangetown I’m not sure of the exact year but they call this time The Wright time of 2.


Ms Specter, Olive took me in and has been helping me to adjust to my new surroundings. My anxiety has been made worse by the situation, Olive use’s a therapy technique and talks to me through teddy to help me feel at ease. I am still housebound only it’s a different house in a different time.


I know you must be sceptical reading this, I would be the same. I mean how can I send a letter from the past. Well that’s where things get really weird I write as if it hasn’t already past that point. Olive has an old friend. I fact you mentioned him in your letter. He offered to use his unique skills to return me to my home. He tested his ability first on a living creature ( a skunk ) in my place, Unfortunately it didn’t survive the journey.


However when Grimm returned he bought with him my letters from my mailbox.dusk-talks-to-grim

I know people usually dread a visit from Grimm but I find he is very compassionate and has agreed to be my personal mailman (well offered to post my letters whenever he was called to that time for work) Since he is not bound by time  or  space. I wanted to write to my mum too but I have come to the conclusion it would only cause her more heartbreak.

I know this is a lot to take in and I pray you believe me. You are my friend and I don’t want to lose you .

I hope you and your family have a wonderful life,

Dusk .

Dear Tazer 1541Z>>