Disclaimer: I don't own Harvest Moon.

A/N: I decided to try out something different: a fanfic in the form of a letter! Quick and easy to write so updating regularly will be a breeze. I decided on 'Ophelia' to be the name of Gill's mother because writing just 'Dear Mother' seems weird. It's a pretty name and I think it suits her. Ophelia Hamilton! :P This is based on Harvest Moon: Animal Parade. I haven't heard Gill mention anything about having a diary yet, so I figured writing in diaries was so Tree of Tranquility for him and writing to his deceased mother is how he rolls in Harmonica Town. ;) Enjoy and pleaaaase, if you continue to read this leave reviews! It will motivate me to want to continue. It's no fun if you're a silent reader. :(

Dear Ophelia,

It's spring 23rd, 2008.

I returned home today.

I was quite irritated that my trip to the mainland was overdue. The boat ride was rocky and at times I even felt nauseous. Captain Pascal's tangents weren't helping either. What is it with old people and talking about their pets? Does he even have a pet? Even if he does, I've never seen it.

When I arrived to Castanet Island, it seemed different. Better, almost. It seems the waters around the island are no longer hazardous, and even though I refuse to believe it, I think I know why.

As I strolled through Harmonica Town, I was greeted by smiling faces and cheerful hellos. Completely different to when I was leaving. Everyone used to be quite depressed, even Maya wore a grim expression.

The chime of the blue bell rung throughout the island, and that's when I knew. To my surprise, the gate to the Water Cave was opened. As I ventured inside I came into sight of an unfamiliar figure. A girl, to be precise. She had short auburn hair which matched her eyes and weird clothes, and I swear it felt like someone was with her.

I was shocked, really.

Mother, I think this girl was responsible, but she looked so wimpy. I refused to believe it. Something that has taken me months — years almost — and it's only taken her what? One season? And she's already bringing prosperity back to the island. No, I'm not envious. I'm just — how do I put it? I guess you could say I feel robbed.

It was later when I found out who she was. Father had explained that she was the new rancher. Can you believe it? Someone actually agreed to take over that rundown shack. Ha. This girl was stranger than I thought. I'm sure if you were here with me, you would agree. Father seems to have taken a quick liking to her though, he even tried to lionize her. Then again, that fool will cling to anything with a pulse.

Well, for some better news, it's Chase's birthday today. Kathy has organized a small celebration for him at the Brass Bar. You already know that I'm not one for 'parties', no matter how small or big, but I guess it was nice to have something to take my mind off things, and Chase has become a good friend of mine. You always used to say we were kind of alike in some ways.

It was a shame though. Out of all people, she had to be there when I arrived. Apparently she's responsible for the fires returning to the kitchen as well. Just what happened while I was absent? I mean, yeah, sure I'm happy that the island is coming back to animation, but does it really have to be by a stranger who has only resided here for less than a season? It irks me.

How is it possible that she even knew about the existence of the bells?

I can already see what you'll say, mother. You'll tell me I'm being stubborn and that I should just be grateful towards her, but I'm not like father. You should already know that.

Well, I'll let you rest for now.

Good night, sweet Mother.

Until next time,

Gill.

A/N: Just letting you know that since Ophelia is deceased, Gill never sends these letters. He just writes them then stows them away in a secret little hiding box under his bed. It just makes him feel better writing them out. This is only the first letter so don't worry, the letters to come will be a little more lighthearted and hopefully a little comical. Don't forget to review!