Quest 218
Well, yesterday's curse was certainly...interesting, wasn't it? And quite odd, too, with all that talk of feeding and hacking at things and poking around frames, main or otherwise. I always rather wonder about curses like that, since they always seem to come with a whole new set of language and the people that are cursed with it always seem to know all the ins and outs of it, too. Do people really talk that way, I wonder, or is it all made up for the sake of the curse? I've certainly never heard anything quite like it, myself.
I have heard of the one we had before it, though--the one where everyone found themselves stealing horses or apples or the girdle of an Amazon queen. At least, I recognize something quite like it. We have stories of heroes in Daventry, and one of them is about a hero that had to perform ten labors as a sort of penance for something he'd done wrong, and then when he'd finished the ten he was told he had to do two more, because he'd had help with two of the first ten. So it ended up being twelve all told, and most everything I've heard about what happened that day seems to fit with the sorts of tasks he was asked to perform.
It's a good story. I've been reading a lot of them, actually, which is why I haven't been around on the Network as much lately; I have a bad habit of getting caught up in my books when I read, and then the next thing I know the hours have just flown by in what seems like an instant. I remember a long time ago, back when I first started working at the Library, my friends got me a little clock that I could set to keep time for me, so that I wouldn't get all caught up in the books in the Library and forget to eat or sleep from trying to read them all. I still have that little clock, too, even though most of those friends--
...Which reminds me, has anyone seen Duo lately? He has a habit of coming and going, so it's not that I'm worried yet exactly, but I haven't heard from him in a while and I'd like very much to know if anyone else has.
Er. Yes, but stories! I've nearly gotten all of my lines for the first act of Neil's play memorized, which hasn't been quite as easy as when I was Helena in A Midsummer Night's Dream, but that's only to be expected since I've been reading Shakespeare since I was a girl, and we only just discovered this play earlier this year. She's a funny girl, Gwendolen--that is, the girl I'm pretending to be. She's very frank and terribly particular and she decides that she's going to fall in love with someone by the name of Ernest, no matter who it is or what else there is about them, because she likes the name so much. I think it'll be fun trying to play her, even though she's not--at least, I do hope she's not--very much like me at all.
Mm, I can hardly believe it's almost autumn now. It was a terribly busy summer, and now it's September already, and that means October is next month again already. But there are plenty of good things about autumn, too, even if it's not one of my favorite months. There's apples for pie and cider, and all the leaves turning colors, and cool and pleasant evenings still light enough for walking.
And, of course, the fun of curling up under a blanket with a good book! I'd enjoy myself reading anytime, of course, but there's something particularly wonderful about snuggling in under a blanket to read. Or...or spending time with someone while you did. I think that must be wonderfully nice, too.
I have heard of the one we had before it, though--the one where everyone found themselves stealing horses or apples or the girdle of an Amazon queen. At least, I recognize something quite like it. We have stories of heroes in Daventry, and one of them is about a hero that had to perform ten labors as a sort of penance for something he'd done wrong, and then when he'd finished the ten he was told he had to do two more, because he'd had help with two of the first ten. So it ended up being twelve all told, and most everything I've heard about what happened that day seems to fit with the sorts of tasks he was asked to perform.
It's a good story. I've been reading a lot of them, actually, which is why I haven't been around on the Network as much lately; I have a bad habit of getting caught up in my books when I read, and then the next thing I know the hours have just flown by in what seems like an instant. I remember a long time ago, back when I first started working at the Library, my friends got me a little clock that I could set to keep time for me, so that I wouldn't get all caught up in the books in the Library and forget to eat or sleep from trying to read them all. I still have that little clock, too, even though most of those friends--
...Which reminds me, has anyone seen Duo lately? He has a habit of coming and going, so it's not that I'm worried yet exactly, but I haven't heard from him in a while and I'd like very much to know if anyone else has.
Er. Yes, but stories! I've nearly gotten all of my lines for the first act of Neil's play memorized, which hasn't been quite as easy as when I was Helena in A Midsummer Night's Dream, but that's only to be expected since I've been reading Shakespeare since I was a girl, and we only just discovered this play earlier this year. She's a funny girl, Gwendolen--that is, the girl I'm pretending to be. She's very frank and terribly particular and she decides that she's going to fall in love with someone by the name of Ernest, no matter who it is or what else there is about them, because she likes the name so much. I think it'll be fun trying to play her, even though she's not--at least, I do hope she's not--very much like me at all.
Mm, I can hardly believe it's almost autumn now. It was a terribly busy summer, and now it's September already, and that means October is next month again already. But there are plenty of good things about autumn, too, even if it's not one of my favorite months. There's apples for pie and cider, and all the leaves turning colors, and cool and pleasant evenings still light enough for walking.
And, of course, the fun of curling up under a blanket with a good book! I'd enjoy myself reading anytime, of course, but there's something particularly wonderful about snuggling in under a blanket to read. Or...or spending time with someone while you did. I think that must be wonderfully nice, too.