Today is my twin sisters' birthday.

May 11, 2005 21:26

I came across the dessicated and mostly decayed carcass of a deer today. It had been, of course, largely dismembered by scavengers or predators - which is difficult to tell so far after the fact - but the neck, skull, and trunk were in situ. I could see the articulation of the vertebra, the length and health of the teeth, the delicate, yet ( Read more... )

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eagle_of_words May 12 2005, 03:19:59 UTC
*sighs ruefully and reaches over to draw 'Ferre into a big, awkward, friendly, all-big-hands-and-too-long-arms hug* What an excellent way to feel on such a day, my fair 'Ferre. Here, now. It's a damned pity that we're all dead, I agree. I wish to high heaven I could do something about it, because it really does seem like the last straw of my bad luck, and not at all proper for you lot: I was going to tumble down the stairs and break my neck the next day, anyway, but you, ami, you were going to pull one on those dead old Latin philosophers and show people what's what about thinking, and I'm disappointed. We're all a long way from home, but it bothers me most about you, because you oughtn't to be. You were always more human than the rest of us, and I don't like you dead ( ... )

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humane_agnostic May 12 2005, 21:21:35 UTC
*hugs back. Bossuet is always wonderfully comforting*

*really hasn't many words left - he's tired and cranky and doesn't want to talk, but he's glad to be talked at*

No, not a thing to do about it. *smiles a bit* Thank you, though. *takes a rather larger sip of the wine than he normally would* A good trade.

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eagle_of_words May 13 2005, 00:23:47 UTC
*well! that's a surprise! but he's glad ( ... )

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jehan_prouvaire May 12 2005, 04:39:08 UTC
Oh, Combeferre...have hope. Even if it is foolish hope, even if it is blind hope, hope is what we must hang on to.

I really wish I could say something that would help you, or give you a piece of your family back, or show you that we will always be useful, to something, to someone, even as ashes or ripped corpses. That your sisters are still alive, if you only keep reviving them with your heart, where love and life live.

We can't ever be alone. Know that I am here, as are all of our friends. We've always been. And I am sure they were wonderful sisters to have, and, though it shames me to say, I admit I was always a bit envious of you for having them as siblings... They were the sort of girls anyone would love to be a brother to. But you were the best brother there could be, because I know how devoted you were.

Feel better, please. *hugs*

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humane_agnostic May 12 2005, 21:29:37 UTC
*hugs back* Sorry to worry you, Jehan.

I'm just very tired, and suffering from a bad bout of homesickness. *really doesn't want to talk, so hugs again instead*

I'll feel better in a few days, I promise.

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humane_agnostic May 12 2005, 21:30:50 UTC
*ever so slightly teary eyed* Oh, Courfeyrac.

*hugs fiercely*

Thank you.

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avifauna May 12 2005, 19:46:26 UTC
*sympathetic, but cannot for the (theoretical) life of him think of the right thing to say, so leaves an Interesting Rock on Combeferre's doorstep and departs*

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humane_agnostic May 12 2005, 21:31:36 UTC
*appreciates it - really does*

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capital_r May 14 2005, 00:38:10 UTC
Dear 'Ferre. *offers a gruff hug and a drink, because drinks generally seem to help*

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