Quest 082

[primrosella]

[Private//Hackable by Friends]

It's finally gone, and the only thing I can think of is, "All right, then...what next?"

Everyone was talking about their mothers yesterday. Cain said it was some sort of holiday that people celebrate, where they think about mothers and recognize them for all the good things they do. It's a nice sentiment, isn't it? Mothers are...important.

It's funny, I suppose. I don't write about Mother all that much, or think about her as much, in comparison to Alexander and Daddy. I suppose that's only natural, though--with Alexander just coming home so suddenly, and Daddy falling ill just as quickly, there's been a lot to think about. And lots to worry about, for that matter. But I don't often find myself thinking about Mother, unless it happens that I'm thinking about getting married, and then that's only because I know she's so eager for me to get married and have the future secured for me. That's not really thinking of her, is it? That's thinking of something that reminds me of her, really. But not her.

All the talk yesterday got me thinking about her, though. She was always the one ferrying me off to bed when I wanted to sit with Daddy and hear one more story, one more tale of adventure. She was the one teaching me to read and write, showing me how to be a good girl, fixing my mistakes and bringing me up the way a princess ought to be. Daddy was always my hero, but Mother was...a guide and model, I suppose, for how I ought to be.

But it wasn't as though she was always the voice of rules and reason, either. She taught me stories, too, and I can remember a time when I was young, flopping around on her bed in a tangle of skirts, and she showed me the diamond-and-sapphire jewelry Daddy had given her as a wedding present. She put the bracelet around my wrist, but it was far too big for me, and if I'd put my arm down, the whole heavy thing would've slid right off. There was a tiara, too, and a necklace...and some other pieces, too, all matched, all beautiful. And she knew the story, too, of how Daddy got them, and she told it to me as she showed me--this one beneath a clam shell, this one in the dwarf's house, this one in a chest in Dracula's castle, how scary! And I remember she put them all on, the whole set, just for a moment...and I looked at her and thought to myself that someday, I wanted to grow up as beautiful as Mother.

And I remember she and Daddy would let me play out in the woods--she'd caution me not to go too far from the castle, of course, but she never made me take an escort with me when I went, and that was freedom enough--and she taught me how to whistle, and she'd always say that if I ever needed her or Daddy, all I had to do was whistle and they'd come running for me. I hadn't thought of that story in a while; it came back to me when I was speaking with Cain yesterday. She won't hear me if I whistle now, though. The dolphin did, on the desert island in Tamir, when I found the silver whistle. But help can't always come when you whistle for it, I suppose.

I wish it did.

I wish Mother were here now. Or I wish I could dream again and see her, at least, but I wish--I'm sorry, Mother, I know I'm always thinking of Daddy and Alexander, but I miss you, too, and I wish--I wish you were here. I'm trying my best, really I am, but I keep getting into trouble and it's trouble upon trouble upon trouble and I don't know what to do. You'd know what to do, wouldn't you? You always know what to do. You always told me what's best, what to do, how to act, how to be a good girl, how to be safe...

I know I can't give up, Mother, I know I have to keep trying, but I just wish--

I wish I were a little girl again, so I could whistle for you and never have to worry, and be certain that you'd come and keep me safe.

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Has anyone been counting which bad thing we're on, at the moment? If bad things come in threes...well, I think we're into multiples of three, now, at this point.

Still, the only bad thing about today seems to be that I feel awful there's still hair everywhere, and it seems that we've been left to clean it up. Which, in comparison to everything else that's been happening lately, isn't such a bad thing at all, but it's still tedious.

And yesterday was Mother's Day? We don't have that in Daventry, but I think it's a lovely holiday to have. Mothers...really are important, aren't they? And often we don't give them enough thanks for all the things they do for us, so I think it's nice that there's a whole day set aside for recognizing and thanking them. It'd be better, I think, to thank them every day for the things they do, but sometimes we forget, or...don't notice, or don't have the chance. So it's nice to have a whole day reserved for it. Especially since I think most of us don't have our mothers with us here in the City...

Well. It's been an exhausting few weeks, hasn't it? No wonder I'm so tired. I sat down to rest for a minute, earlier today, and it seemed like I only closed my eyes for a moment, but I think I must've dozed off. Imagine that...

Mm. Well. In any case...mm. ssmsffsosfsffffssssss


[OOC: Poor Rosella's been through a lot in the last few weeks, and all the stress has finally caught up with her--so now she's gone and caught herself a cold. Expect her to be a little tired, glum, and out of it today~ Also, kind of a placeholder; I'll be back soon. And back!]

Comments

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

....Rosella?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Hm? Oh, rats. Hello, Blue.

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

You okay?

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

Rosella? Are you all right?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Mm...? Fine, I'm...fine.

[OOC: Immune system: (a)bort, (r)etry, (f)ail? And by the way, happy birthday!]

[misterblackbird.livejournal.com]

I somehow doubt that. You don't sound as though you're entirely fine.

[banditfox.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you should get some sleep in your own bed.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Mm, it'll be nice to be able to sleep without worrying about getting attacked by hair, I think. It made the past few days rather tedious.

[banditfox.livejournal.com]

Yes, it did. Are you sure you're feeling all right?

[im-not-alice.livejournal.com]

...sweetie...you sound like crap.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

...Pardon?

[im-not-alice.livejournal.com]

You don't sound like your normal self. Are you sure it's just that you're tired?

[cleanupaisle3.livejournal.com]

We? We? You mean me.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

...I'm sorry, what? You?

[cleanupaisle3.livejournal.com]

The freakin' Janitor, lady.

[had_not_lived]

Are you all right?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Hello, Neil. Everyone else has already guessed that I'm a bit...unwell, so I won't bother trying to pretend like I'm not, anymore. I'm all right, though, just tired.

[had_not_lived]

Sick?

You should have some soup and get some rest.

1/2 hahah rue's not replying because of MOTHER TALK >(

[irislover.livejournal.com]

Mothers are very important. I used to cherish my mother's smile over any jewel of my father's treasure!

[irislover.livejournal.com]

Miss Rosella? Are you well!

Hey, she's sick and misses her mom. MOMS ARE IMPORTANT WHEN YOU'RE SICK.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

All that talk of mothers yesterday got me thinking of mine. I don't think of her as often as I think of my father and brother, but I miss her, just the same.

I'm all right, Romeo. Just a bit sick, I'm afraid.

[mumbled_truth]

Rosella? It sounds like you should really go get some rest...

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Hello, Todd. I am, don't worry. I'm just tired and a little sick, that's all.

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[behindagrin.livejournal.com]

I've thought that we might be due for something else as well...I never had an encounter however with the dog...or any of the curses as of yet.

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[behindagrin.livejournal.com]

Are you alright, Rosella?