They call you as if you knew their longing

They whistle through the lonely wind, the long blue shadows falling...

Moritz sits quietly on his bed, book open in his lap, eyes staring down at it without seeing anything. His thoughts are occupied with Melchior, and worrying about him, and hoping he'll be completely healed soon, and wishing he could help ( Read more... )

Moritz is running again. Damn him, he always runs away from his problems. And now, the fight with Melchior, his conflicting feelings about Georgie and Johanna -- it's too much. He needs to go somewhere to think ( Read more... )

Because there is little else to do on the Island (other than swim, and that is not Moritz's strong suit), Moritz is stretched out on his bed with a book. Not Faust, for once, but a new book he picked up from the bookshelf. It's a collection of Marlowe's plays, which he'd originally picked up because it was another version of Faust and he was ( Read more... )

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