41: there were bells, all around, but I never heard them ringing...

[eyesweregold]

[the journal is lying next to Risika as she sleeps... and then a renegade breeze opens it. At first, there's only the sound of someone breathing in sleep, but as the noise from the journal wakes her and she stirs, there's a faint tinkling of bells... and then one loud gong as she completely wakes up and immediately does a once-over of her room and

Comments

[theabjectauthor]

[hears the bells, and takes out his journal. scribbles down a few words:] Louder practical sometimes was.

[coughs. dictated]

Madam, that doesn't make any sense.

[eyesweregold]

...what?

[one, he's scribbled nonsense, two, she can't remember EVER being called "Madam", and three, why is he accusing HER of not making sense?]

[theabjectauthor]

Your Sebald code. It's ... practically dyslexic.

[eyesweregold]

I wasn't intending to speak in any sort of code.