several conversements: conversement #7: moons

Conversement #7

from: Ted
to: Toby

Dear Toby,

The other day I saw the moon, wedged in the narrow gap between two tall buildings (fire station practice tower; lavish victorian department store (abandoned)). What was it doing there I wonder?

Ted, Moon Ponderer

PS: When I glanced back later it was gone

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from: Toby
to: Ted

Dear Ted,

That Was No Moon.

Best,
Toby

P.S. It was probably a jug-ra, or jug-rae.

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from: Ted
to: Toby

Dear Toby,

Please show me the moon soon. You have told me so much about it, I fear that I have begun to suffer from moon delirium (symptoms: seeing the moon where the moon is not; mistaking other beasts for moons; weeping; occasional oversleep).

I AM TED

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from: Toby
to: Ted

Dear Ted,

No

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from: Ted
to: All

Weeeeeeeeep