Monty Navarro has poison in his pocket (earlafterall) wrote in valarnet, @ 2015-01-25 02:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | armand st just, maggie greene, monty navarro |
It seems I've joined the ranks of dreamers in this place. I am -- uncertain how I feel about this.
To begin with, my parents and I were poor. I mean -- we weren't well off in this life, either, but in these dreams it was all rather Dickensian. My mother was a washerwoman and my father was a fisherman (though he died while I was very young). I'm shocked I wasn't a chimney sweep.
After mother's death, a strange woman came to visit me. An old friend of my mother's, it seemed. She claimed that my mother was actually a disinherited heiress to the most wealthy and influential family in London, and that I was eighth in line to be an earl! How fantastic would that be?
I contacted the family to let them know of my existence, and rushed off to tell my apparent paramour. Who is -- lovely, and very beautiful, but also exceedingly aware of her beauty.
She of course laughed me off, as well as what seemed the latest in a long line of marriage proposals. She didn't even touch the chocolates I'd brought her.
To add insult to injury, a member of the family wrote back and told me he'd never heard of my mother, and to never contact them again.
My my, this is all very complicated. I wish my dream self luck in his venture to becoming earl, I suppose.