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Ryan's Journal
( Owl to Chauncey Aderline )
It's always the ones you least suspect, isn't it?
I do love the holidays.
He waits, and there awaits an ending,
And he knows neither what nor when;
But no magicians are attending
To make him see as he saw then,
And he will never find again
The face that once had been the rending
Of all his purpose among men.
--Edwin Arlington Robinson
While spending time at my parents' house over Christmas, I found and read again a copy of Romeo & Juliet. It's an intriguing tale, the sacrifices involved.
This leaves me curious.
What is your favourite tragic tale?
[Private to Darke Graves]
Rumour has it you're an artist. Do you do commissioned work?
If so, and you're interested, please let me know. I'm interested in having a piece done.
You would be well-compensated for your time.
[ooc: he's pretty good at charms, hex would be rather difficult to break]
The week has been long, hasn't it?
My little brother was found dead Hallowe'en morning. It's tragic, I'm still having difficulty believing it.
[Private Thoughts (not written in his journal, just running about in his head)]
He held out longer than I thought he would. It was pleasing: It's a waste when they go quickly.
My mother collapsed at his funeral and is now a temporary resident of St. Mungo's. Shock, the Healers call it. Father hasn't spoken in two days. They'll get used to it.
It really is a pity any of it had to happen but he was warned. And how fucking dare he tell me that they're equal to us. He was taught better.
[/private]
I've been questioned by Aurors twice already. I'm disconcerted that I would be considered a suspect -he's my brother, for Merlin's sake- but I imagine they're only doing their duty.
I
I could use a bit of a get-away. Some place new. Any suggestions as to where are welcome.
[Hexed Extremely Private]
Robert deserved it.
There's a message in these doings. They have to fucking learn.
[/private]
[Private to Ms. (Clemence) Baudelaire]
The moon,
the falling star
-look elsewhere
Jack Kerouac. Ever read him?
[private]
I'm sure I've mentioned it before but I love autumn. It's the resting place between death and rebirth, don't you think?
A boat beneath a sunny sky,
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July —
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear —
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream —
Lingering in the golden gleam —
Life, what is it but a dream?
-
A Boat beneath a Sunny Sky
by Lewis Carroll
[Hexed Private to Bobby]
I am rather displeased with you, Robert.
[/private]
( Ryan's private journal )
[Note to self, hexed extremely private]
Trevin needs a lesson taught. Break a bone before leaving for home.
[/note to self]
Currently, I'm in the States, visiting my aunt & uncle. The US is nice to visit, though it pales in comparison to some other countries (Italy for example; don't you love Italy?); still, it's almost time to return home.
My parents are having an anniversery soon. I should get them something nice. Any suggestions?
Is it approaching Spring already? Where has the winter gone?
My travels near their end and I'll be home soon.
Expect a visit shortly after, Robert.