William had spent an hour attempting a reply to Hornblower’s letter but had failed to write a single word. He would not burden the man with his problems but did not want the letter to be pointless- but what could he say?
I miss the sea, and you- every day is a trial? The impotence of my position constantly leads me to…
I hope this letter finds you and your family in good health. I am finding my position here a challenge.
He had a start, as paltry as it was, it did have the virtue of being the truth.