ten. The eyes of all people are upon us.
[an excerpt from a book that she has torn:]
As the senior Leveller supporter in the Army, Rainsborough's death was a severe setback for the movement. His funeral in London became a Leveller-led political demonstration, with three thousand mourners wearing ribbons of sea-green in his memory, which was thereafter adopted as the Levellers' colour.
Rainsborough married a woman called Margaret, although little is known about her. They had a son William and at least one other child. Parliament was generous to Margaret after his death, granting her money, a pension and land.
Lies. Such lies. I should have never touched this book. Margaret. A son. Children, even!
They would re-write whores out of history books. Of course they would.
When I knock upon my wall, expecting to hear a prompt and comforting rap in return, all that is given to me is silence. Silence, mixed with my own frustrated utterings, for I have once again forgotten that David has gone. My neighbour, and my first true friend made here amongst the confines, is gone from us now.
Understanding that this is not a rare occurrence, I say nothing more on the matter. I merely mourn...
and pray that the Unknown Powers That Be keep things as they are, for now.