Dec 23, 2008 23:54
I can't help but feel myself becoming more attached to this place. I meet more and more people in person and the more people I meet the more hope I have for this place. If this world... well I mean, if it could just manage to straighten itself out, maybe it would not be so bad...
But I miss Mum and I miss Dad.... and Valentine. I can still hear their voices in my head but they are becoming soft and distant. I wish I could draw the sound of their voices and their laughter. And I miss juggling and selling popcorn. I miss chasing off the kids who used to bump me while I was juggling for the people in the ticket lines.
I just found my Really Useful Book. I had managed to bring it back with me from... from there. I need to name it. I need to name the world. It has a City of Light and a City of Shadow but beyond that... I don't know what to call it. Maybe something to remind me of home? What about Nodnol? Haha, yes I think that suits it well... my backwards London.
Anyway. The Book, it told me that "Anything worth doing is worth doing well." It's a familiar phrase from home but I wasn't expecting it from the book. I wonder if it has any hidden means or if its just good advice. I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.
helena campbell (ou),
thinking to ones self in silence,
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