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Jon Fasman<br />

I asked Gebredan two nights ago, again, to show me the inside of the<br />

church, but again he refused. Since then he has behaved strangely, refusing<br />

to stray far from the house, insisting that I engage a different man<br />

for “outside work,” and remaining shut in his quarters for most of the<br />

day. I can only assume that he has said too much to me. Whether he fears<br />

tradition or something altogether sharper remains unclear.<br />

My mission here, as far as I am concerned, is over. Either the Ark is<br />

in that church or it isn’t, but the results for us are the same. Most of the<br />

villagers—all but one, in fact—have never seen the Ark, but they believe<br />

that it is there and behave as though it were there, which is enough to<br />

render the question moot. It might be possible, of course, to come into<br />

Axum with a heavily armed battalion and barrel your way into the<br />

church. Convincing the officially atheist Union of Soviet Socialist<br />

Republics to divert precious matériel from the front in order to obtain a<br />

religious artifact of questionable authenticity that might not even exist<br />

is a task that would probably outpace even your gifts of persuasion.<br />

Besides, I think it best, for reasons beyond the material needs of the fight<br />

against the Tigrayan People’s Liberation Front, for reasons that a<br />

Soviet official would call “regressive superstition” but that you and I<br />

know by a different name, to leave Axum in blessed peace. I feel I defile it<br />

by my presence, though I would like very much to return here under different<br />

circumstances.<br />

I shall return to Asmara early next week, and from there hope to be<br />

back in Santiago by Our Lord’s birthday (though I understand that<br />

your cultural attaché, that fat buffoon Gennady Shtarpin, insists on<br />

referring to Christmas as “<strong>The</strong> Winter Celebration of the Workers’<br />

Seizure of the Means of Production and the Ever-Increasing Outputs of<br />

Collective Industry Under the Benevolent Iron Hand of Socialism”).<br />

Yours in comradeship and warm personal friendship,<br />

Captain Felix Armando Correa de Todos los Santos<br />

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