I open my eyes and find myself in strange surroundings. My mind is
quiet and the sun is shining. I do not know how long I have slept.
Jan sits near by.
and when I see her the chain of memory drops around me once more.
I am awake and facing once more what I would wish to never face. My
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I glance from Amanda to Jan and nervously take a seat on the couch. This whole Shakespeare thing makes me, well... nervous.
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"I wonder how everyone's gonna feel about this when the spell gets broken?" I mutter.
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loose my connections to kin and friends? I...must decide what I believe.
The lady Dawn returns,
"L-...Dawn,I Thank you, for the use of your house and the clothes." I leave off the honorific as it seems to disturb her if I speak it. "I should thank you also Jan, for your loyalty, and your kindness. It is by your actions that you show your friendship, I hope that by my actions I can show the same."
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A sudden thought occurs to me--I hadn't seen Sophie at the fight. Did she even know? "Um, did anyone see Sophie? Think she knows what happened? Maybe Jordy will call her when he comes to..."
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"This does much to explain his actions. but how can this be? Is she not intended for Paris?"
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So much heartache and grief. these scripts are much too light to weigh so heavy on a heart. To burn all this pain away... To let go of my feelings.
"I cannot." I pause realizing I must explain myself better, though my thoughs are jumbled. "I...If what you say is true...Then there is some purpose behind what has happened. Someone has set the role I am to play. I will discover who is responsible and they shall discover their folly on my swords point."
It is too much like a second death. If my feelings burn to ashes, Mercutio will be dead twice over and who will remember him then.
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I sigh, and look to Dawn to see if she has any ideas, but she's being avoidy. "Well...okay." Miss Dante had said burning the scripts might not be enough anyway. I'd still try to get the rest of them.
"I should probably get home, Mom's gonna be wondering why I'm not home yet." It was dark out and she'd be home by now, and I hadn't called. Oh crap, how was I gonna act like nothing was wrong with her?
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