Angel Grove Net

So there's a movie about Christian and I. But, its really not me or him. I'm intrigued to see it, but yet, I don't. And to have my personal matter being exploited for everyone to see....its not something that I like at all.

A year ago, today, an incredibly passionate and foolish idiot called Courfeyrac decided we must have a duel because I offended his sense of honor itself. A year ago today, I would have never imagined that the hothead flashing his sword in front of me was going to go on to become the dearest friend, and as good a little brother as if we had shared parents, that I could come to know here.

Fate is a really funny thing. We still pick up blades every week, but now we're doing it as part of our normal routine, and I do have to admit how happy I am that things have changed so very much.

Thank you, Courfeyrac, Andre, for your kindness, your support, and your willingness to learn from your mistakes. It takes a big man, a gentleman to admit that he was wrong, ask forgiveness and offer reparations for things he has done wrong.

The man may be a stupid idiot who hurts himself playing stupid dangerous games, but he is also my best friend, and I am so grateful to be his friend. This place is still one with so much unbearable pain at being away from those I love, but there are bright spots all the same. I am so grateful for those, and for a challenge that's become friendship instead.

If any of you know my daughter, her name is Aketet. I want to give you an answer to why she's not seen any of you in nearly a week. Aketet is currently bedridden, on IV, heart and brain monitor, and a feeding tube.

She contracted a disease from the Silurian side of her, thanks to another Silurian who landed in the world and she... has a 95-98% chance of perishing this. We're doing all we can, have a Silurian doctor that, thank heavens came in, working on her.

But this all relies on her strength. I can't let anyone come see her, for fear of other pathogens coming into her system, but I am willing to offer messages or... if any of you care enough for gifts. Plants are always a very good things because of her Silurian side and their nature. Or cards, or... anything. She needs to know how much she is loved. Give her all the more to keep fighting this.

I will keep updates to anyone who wants it. You may ask for our address if you need it. Don't worry, it can only infect Silurian and those with Silurian genes, so us humans are safe... unless it mutates and then we're all doomed. As we were told it killed off most the young of the tribe they're from.

Andre? I think I may have something which belongs to you.

So the twins are finally home.

I forgot how much I missed our own bed. But they're both so beautiful... and so tiny. Holding them kinda chokes me up. Because they are so dependent on 'Ponine and I.
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I really, really want to learn how to fence.

Just sounds like it'd be kinda fun. And maybe useful. You never know when you're going to need to defend yourself. And punching guys off boats can't always be an option, right?

((If you don't want to be traumatised, don't translate the Norwegian conversation between Anna and Elsa in the comments of this post.))

Wanted to offer an excerpt of a paper for a final thesis for my courses.

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I have a child. ...Well a teenager, actually but that's semantics and the whole thing is a bit too mindblowing to be perfectly precise now, sorry Michel. The three of us have a child, and he's amazingly beautiful and fifteen and I can pick out bits of all of us in him if I try really hard and that's just after knowing him for not even a day. I'm pretty sure that as we get to know him, we'll be finding out more.

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I think our lives have suddenly got all that much more interesting somehow.

Our son, the child I wanted but never thought I would have is here, and scared to death as I am, I find it quite amazing too.

I cannot stop passing by the the spare, well his bedroom now, to watch him sleep, and to make sure he is breathing. That IS something that is normal, isn't it?

Might there be a priest of some kind on this network? It happens I'm in need of a good deal of advice just now.

Everyone, I am so sorry. I keep trying to reverse this. The cold. Everyone is suffering from what I cannot control again. Without Anna... I am so sorry everyone.

-Queen Elsa

I am not alone at all, I thought. I was never alone at all. And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent. For this is still the time God chooses.

Taylor Caldwell, I do not know who he is, or was, said that, and on my first Christmas that I anticipated would be lonely...such was not the case at all. I'd like to thank the gentlemen who had me to their revellion, the first I have been to since I was very young, in my teens, before I ran away from home, and with whom I've found more common ground than any of us had imagined possible.

Andre,in particular, thank you for your attempts to draw me in, to treat me as a human, as your friend, despite our rocky start. You managed to be there for me on a difficult day. It was Christmas Day that I asked my father in law for my Lucie's hand, that I asked her, that our family was set into motion and this second Christmas without her, though I am longer in a cell, looked to be difficult. It WAS difficult, come to that, but being around a group of friends did help to take the sting away a bit.

I do appreciate the thought, and the courtesy paid to a convict and a traitor to the republic after all. It was a better day by far than I'd imagined.

...Thank you.

Coming to the realization that one should, in fact, be dead, that there is no logical reason that they are alive is entirely odd, entirely strange, and I do not know what to do with the fact that I know now how it is I came to have retained my life, and that I did so through the life of another.

I...an entirely innocent man died at home, due to the crimes of my family. I could not deny the crimes, but did not know the entire way of the story until the "film" I saw today.

I am uncertain as to what I must do with the gift that I've been given.

I can't wait until the holiday season is upon us. But, this time of year makes me miss my mum...a lot actually. What I wouldn't give just to see her just one more time.

I do so hate to bring this up and, well, ruin things for everyone here by putting a bit of a damper on it, but I have found I am not settling here well as I'd like. Old beasts attack at night, old memories and whispers both of what I've left behind for the good, but also the darkness of my cell, clash of the guillotine, and knowledge that I was condemned and deservedly so if it would end one victim's pain.

I do deserve what I face now, and it is the least of those things that I DO deserve but I cannot function well, or teach my students what I need to if I cannot sleep or focus in the hours of the school day.

This world, this vast new century seems to have most anything else that one could want in it. I do not ask forgiveness. That is God's to give and those who have been wronged, but I would, if I could ask it, wonder if there is some means to help me learn how I might cope with what I face to go on living here?

-Ch. Darnay

...Mommy? Where am I? It's cold and I'm still wet. Why does my phone look different?

Where am I? Where is Galaxia? Did I die? Is this what comes after?

Did I gain my star seed again despite the attack on Kinmoku?