Dearest Sarah,

I hope that all is well with our family. Please send my love to little Joey and his sister Louise. By my calculations, the temperature back home should have dropped significantly due to our efforts; there may even be snow. They tell me that I'll be allowed shore leave in a month, perhaps two; I look forward to seeing you then.

The light plays tricks on one's mind; we cannot look at it, only observe it through our computers, making it all essentially invisible. It strikes me as ominous that our enemy is so powerful that it is essentially invisible to us; yet we must continue the fight, for the sake of Joey and Louise, and indeed the future of all humanity. We are ever vigilant against the expansion of the vile sun; our phase-warp portals and hydrogen funnels are working day and night (please forgive the pun, dearest), and I am confident that we will have victory soon. The sun is our enemy, and we must kill it.

Love,
James