November 10, 1893 (Augustus Wheeler's Letter)

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November 10, 1893

Dear Julia,

I don't know how to describe it, its beautiful yet terrific; snow covered mountains, frigid weather and frosty forests which is rarely allowing sunlight to break in. The most appropriate word for it, which currently comes in my mind, is 'mystifying'. The moment I stepped here, the environment felt very inexplicable. Though I don't know whether to call it a proper city or not, because for every other people in this world, this would be a beautiful city apt for vacations but I think only the people who actually live here, would understand what I am saying. I'm not so sure whether tourists would come here. Julia remember I told you, few days ago my friend Kingsley called me and told me about a big plot of land in this magnificent place, to make a hotel. I am on my way to there. I am really sorry I couldn't inform you earlier, as I was very busy doing the paper works. He said that making a hotel would attract many tourists and a good source of income which we direly need. As generally no one comes this side of Romania, and so there has never a been any good hotel here. And now as I have reached here, I understood why no one comes here. If the daylight is so gloomy here, what would the night seem like. It's really awkward as I've visited Romania twice earlier but this place feels so different, not only from Romania but from the rest of the world. While I was on my way, strangely I saw no sign boards or any milestones, just a single, nearly broken nameplate on the side of the road from where the forest starts, and on it was written, "Welcome to Ravenrose".

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