LETTERS FROM THE KARAKUL
We, the High Council of Secret Libraries, have worked with many scholars throughout the years. In all that time, none have created more difficulties for us than The Karakul. Undoubtedly brilliant, and possessed of strange wisdom, he is also irritable, secretive, weirdly demanding, and as you will soon see, nearly impossible to communicate with. Because contact with The Karakul is so rare, we'd like to share with you the letters he sends to his publisher, so that you too can stay up to date with his movements. Check back frequently as more letters arrive.
Letter #1 (Date unknown)
Well done! I have just today seen a completed copy of Wrush: The Secret Worlds Of Tabetha Bright in the hands of an avid young reader, and must say the book is stunning to behold. The cover is striking, the font bold. Your decision to publish it was a wise one, I think, for had you refused entrance to the camel upon which I first delivered the manuscript, I would have been forced to resend it on a lion.
But enough of that. I want you to know I am fantastically busy with the completion of Wrush: Volume Two. This means I will be away for a while, researching a few details. As I retrace Tabetha’s path though the various worlds of her journey, I will unfortunately be forced to leave Earth for a time, and so my letters to you may be sporadic.
As to your request for my address, I am afraid that is quite impossible. As an Initiated Keeper of lost and secret books, I’m sure you understand I cannot be revealing the location of my library to every mouth-breathing dunce, so I must apologize for the inconvenience and request your understanding in this matter.
If you must reach me, however, address your letters to the Sultan of Buhkaristan. In your letters, it is necessary that you insult him, savagely, so that he will instruct his servants to have the letter burned. The royal letter-burner is by chance a good friend of mine, and a keeper of carrier pigeons. He will have the letters strapped to the legs of his birds and sent onward to my secret location.
By mode of pigeons I will similarly be sending you the completed chapters of Wrush: Volume Two, with the pigeons arriving at the windowsill of your publishing house on the fifth Wednesday of each month. You need not waste time with editing, for the chapters are already perfect, I have seen to that myself. I will update you with the progress of Volume Two upon my return from Tsepudra (a hideous world, I am told), and will perhaps share with you a bit of my travels.