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[The time has come, the Walrus said, to speak of many things and Delia doesn't want to speak or move or even think, so she's drinking. By herself, of course, but drinking anyway.
Kills things. Twitchiness and restlessness, but the door downstairs won't go away.] -
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[Delia had been working. Working; flirting and charming and sex and, well, it's nice and fun, but...]
[she smiles, a little, as she smooths down her bodice]
[there is increasingly a 'but'. Always there, at the edges of her mind...
damn her pride]
[she knocks on the door once, and then opens it]
Val? -
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[The door is shut. Not locked, never locked, but the door to Delia's and Josie's room is shut.]
[inside, there is only one person - Delia. Lovely, pretty little Delia, red-eyed and curled up on her bed.]
[Drinking]
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[being warm seems like a luxury after so long being cold, and being able to run around in bare feet and a singlet top seems almost sinfully nice ( Read more... ) -
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Some things are not meant to be shared.
Delia has nearly always been surrounded by people. At Eldorne, at the convent, at court, at Milliways...People, people, people everywhere watching her and waiting for her to slip. These things were private: her grief (silent until she left the hall, silent as she ran down the hallway, silent as she locked ( Read more... ) -
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Delia is freezing shivering shaking, rubbing her arms and huddled in her bed in the corner trying to keep warm trying to get warm run her nails across her arms try to get the creeping silent cold out of her bones cold so cold.
Delia is a soul a ghost a no not a corpse body in the tomb what does it look like rotting decomposing her skin her hair ( Read more... ) -
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These three things are true:
(Delia is asleep; Delia is dead; Delia is a traitor)
Time passes; choice is paramount; actions have consequences.
(It's been nearly a year; since she choose to die; for crimes done in the name of love and pride)
Time. Choice. Consequence.
(Delia is guilty of treason; Delia is dead; Delia dreams of a coronation ( Read more... ) -
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[Delia is outside. Jeans and black shirt and leather jacket, she doesn't look anything like a lady, sitting perched there on the fence looking at the horses.]
[late afternoon, getting cool, but she seems content just to stay there. It's the one thing in Milliways that reminds her of home. Not of court, but home. Eldorne, with it's hills and ( Read more... ) -
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(green is for envy)
Envy, jealousy, all these things Delia knows well. Dancing in Eldorne green with the boys of court, a heartless flirt who never ever thought of the hearts she broke, she watched the weddings and romances with green (envious) eyes and she had shrugged and laughed and turned to the blue-eyed Duke ( Read more... )