New Workshop is Perfect

After years of isolation I am finally able to interact with others and continue with my studies.  The new workshop has only a few things - mostly space - but it is perfect.  
I have Father's word that I have the only keys.  In return for the use of the workshop I've promised to write in my diary each day and keep up the practice of meditation that M has taught me, as well as not speaking to anyone but Father about him. It is also a given that I show up for dinner, as this is a routine that proves to my family that I am well again.  
It is sometimes difficult not to speak of M, as I wish others to know who is responsible for my miraculous recovery.  When they ask I have to pretend it was merely a childhood illness that I outgrew.  I'm sure it's just the opposite, that I would have gotten worse until I was driven insane within a few years.  I'm lucky Father had so many friends who travel extensively, or my fate would have been much different. 

Moving Cities

What purpose is there in the cities of light?  They move it from place to place for no apparent reason.  I have several theories but none of them can be tested.  How frustrating it is not to be able to interact with the creatures or objects in this strange landscape. 

My new tutor has assessed my progress and has given my father an update.  We will be working on a series of science, math and language lessons and I look forward to them, as there are many species I cannot study without a thorough knowledge of Latin and taxonomy.