❄ (frostfern) wrote in carpediem_net, @ 2015-12-22 23:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: camilla mercier, character: jack frost (dropped), character: rene grantaire, type: journal post |
It's been another year
Type: Journal post
Time: December 22nd, late evening
I turned 17 today.
I wonder if it was a cruel joke for it to be on such a day, given my strange affliction. Har har, super funny. December 22. I don't remember much from the night the ministry shoveled my narrow ass outta of the snow, but I remember it was still dark and the stars were out. The Man in the Moon was staring back at me with his silver beam smile illuminating the winter painted thicket, as if he knew something I did not. It hadn't hit me then because my thoughts and feelings had been far too skewed, that in my often restless nights of one sided conversations, or my concept of time seems to be severely lacking since then. Has it been six years already?
They were kind enough, I do remember that much. Offering me blankets and other articles of clothing to keep warm against the chill of the bitter bite of Winter. I couldn't explain why it was not necessary. Why my bare feet hadn't turned blue against the freezing bed of snow I was calf deep in. Why the fog passing my lips had been non-existent, while others fought to bundle up tighter against the cold. Most of all, why things had some how been a void space in a past I couldn't remember and felt no ambitions to peruse. It was just...gone, and no matter how much I wanted to ignore it and wander, I gave in to my better judgement. Because lets be real here, I am by nature, a free sort of spirit anyhow. But, maybe. Just maybe, there were some answers here that I couldn't not seem to figure out if I were on my own. How to adapt and control a magical specialty that could not begin explained. Most importantly, a place to call my home since I did not have one.
Maybe I should start looking into that. Meh.
I don't know why I don't really celebrate the way I should, I'm actually surprised I know my own age. But the left over candy bird lady leaves for me after my usual shift, I certainly can't deny! I'll take that. Thank you.
Hope you all have a good Holiday. See you next year...
Jack out.
PS I just belched and it tasted like pizza. I can't decide if I'm proud or disgusted. I'm going to say proud though because I didn't even eat pizza tonight.