A Formal Letter to a Trusted Confidant

"Dear Ms.Salinae,

I hope this letter finds you well, and I still hold out hope my correspondences to you are being delivered timely by the post, as you mentioned you move about quite often.

The wife and children are safe. Per your instructions I have moved them far from the estate. For both our sakes I shan't say where. 

My studies have continued and I purchased a new photography box and put it upon the northeast lawn, facing a one meter gap in the brush of the surrounding forest. Though I continue to see the flicker of white faces I had not yet been able to capture a photograph. 

One might always see them, playing just where they might not be seen, retreating when too close to the estate's torchlight. As I told you, they've been here ever since I inherited this estate. Though I never saw them as a child I now understand why father spent so many nights looking out the window, for I oftentimes catch myself doing the same.

I would also like to extend my thanks for your visit in the late night, confirming my suspicions. I documented your notes of their behavior, always running back and forth just out of visible range.

But I say, I worry for rainfall, when the downpour snuffs out the torches. Last spring one could see a face dancing by the fountain until dusk.

Will these come closer? I urgently request another visit, as I have several other findings I cannot put to paper.

I am attaching a photograph my southeast camera took on the night of V55. Please come quickly.

-Reiso"

Salinae blinked, reading over the letter as the postmaster disinterestedly returned to his duties in the back.

She had never met a Reiso in her life.