A Ministry of Counter-Intelligence dispatch. Filed with caution. Filed with care.

It is the duty of this Ministry to inform the Republic of all developments of national significance.
In recent days, intelligence has confirmed what observant citizens may have already begun to suspect. The Ledger is open again. The dispatches have resumed. The pen is moving.
https://app.warera.io/user/694dc3c65b77a68527021717 is writing.
For new players who may not be aware of the significance of this event, allow this Ministry to provide context.
This Ministry was founded by https://app.warera.io/user/68e52840f23d7a975dd7988d — to whom we owe the chair, the desk, and the entire concept of a Ministry of Propaganda existing at all (for South Africa, at least).
The standard was set in her era. The title was kept warm by her hand.
It was then inherited by Laat_Lammetjie, who took the role and built The War Ledger — a publication so elegant that enemy nations have, on occasion, used her dispatches as evidence we were lying.
It is the Ministry's professional and emotional opinion that we are not prepared for this.
We have been operating, in her absence, under the comfortable assumption that certain liberties could be taken. We have used the word "investigation" loosely.
We have referred to a fart joke as a doctrine.
We have accused two consecutive Presidents of being foreign sympathisers on circumstantial evidence consisting primarily of vibes.
The standard, in short, has slipped.
Internal Ministry channels report that files are being hastily reorganised. Someone has suggested we "look professional" — which is itself the most professional thing this Ministry has ever attempted.
The architect of the sentence that composed itself, the writer who made us believe a routine election was a turning point of empires, the woman who once wrote that "a healthy economy doesn't create peace, it funds bigger disasters" and ruined every other line I have written since — is back at her desk.
The Ledger is open. The pen is moving. The Republic, whether it knows it or not, is being chronicled again at the highest standard available to it.
It has never escaped this Ministry's notice that the Minister of Propaganda chose, as her avatar, a television-headed demon who runs the media empire of Hell. A character whose entire purpose is to control the narrative.
We do not believe in coincidences. The signal has always been there for those willing to look.
We have done our best in your absence. The Republic is loud. The propaganda is good, by some metrics, on some days. The vampires still fart. The colour is, for the moment, green. The Ministry is, against all odds, still standing.
But the Republic is louder, sharper, and considerably better-written with you writing too.
Welcome home.
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