As I do not want to make known the location of the island of my self-imposed exile, I request that you send this information via Passenger Pigeon. The specific pigeon you want will arrive in a flock of several million or so, but can be identified by a small tattoo under its right wing. Do not expect it to come straight to you. It must be singled out from the other pigeons and captured alive. Send it back to me with the details of my kingdoms demise written in invisible ink around its left ankle.