Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2009-07-17 08:57 pm
primrosella) wrote2009-07-17 08:57 pm
Entry tags:
- augh seriously wtf,
- bad memories,
- bff =/= getting busy,
- developing abandonment issues,
- everyone's dead and it's all my fault,
- everything is ruined forever,
- i love my friends,
- i'm sorry i can't be perfect,
- no no no no no no,
- optimism level is dwindling,
- rosella's journal,
- sleeping beauty is sleepy,
- time for some emo
Quest 102
[Private//Hackable by Friends]
Merlin's Mirror tells the future and tells it true, for anyone that looks into it; that was the story I always heard. It was one of three treasures of the kingdom of Daventry, magical in nature, that served to protect the kingdom and its people from tragedy. A chest of gold that never emptied ensured wealth and prosperity; a magic shield protected the bearer and the kingdom from harm. And the magic mirror foretold the future, so the people could prepare for calamity and act to avoid it.
But I suppose the future can be a double-edged sword, can't it? Suppose someone is granted the knowledge of his future, but with that comes the knowledge that no matter what he sees, there's nothing he can do about it to prepare for it. To learn of a tragedy and then be completely helpless to do anything about it, and forced to bear that knowledge right up until the day it comes to pass...
In that case, it'd almost be better to remain in ignorance, wouldn't it?
I've always thought that the cruelest curse of all is the one that shows us what might have been--for better or for worse. And that's almost as bad, really, because without that curse, thoughts of what might have been are easily brushed away, or ignored, or treated as idle daydreaming. But for chance, or love, or luck, or whatever it was that carried me through Lolotte's castle undetected, I might've been the daughter-in-law of a witch. But for chance, I might've been the slave of a wizard all my life, and never had a chance to know my true name, or the names of my parents. What might've been, for Neil and Todd? Suppose they'd had parents like mine, rather than the fathers they ended up with?I hate that it had to work out this way...and I can't blame him a bit for doing it, either. Oh, Todd...
But what might've been--it's worse, isn't it, to know what will be?
The nightmares are only just starting to go away again, but I still can't sleep. I have something entirely new to haunt my dreams now...
Why can't I fix it? Why can't I find a way to just--why can't I just make it right?
Why him? Why does he have to die? The whole world needs him and it's the right thing to do, of course it is, but--but why? Why can't we save him?
But at least I understand why, now. Bumblebee doesn't hate me, and that's...that's something. Mikaela is back, and that's something, too...though I hope she and Sam manage to work things out, soon.It'll make him happy to have her back, he deserves to be happy as long as he's here...who knows how much time he'll have left back there...
You promised me that things would always get better, Sam...
[/Private]
[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]
It's been...goodness, a week and a half since the last time I was cursed. I rather wonder if I ought to start being concerned? The random curses all seemed to strike last weekend, I know, so I think it's safe to say that won't be lying in wait for me this weekend, but I can't help but wonder if the lull is a sign that there's something dreadful in store...
I know I really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, as it were, but after eleven and a half months in the City, one starts to see these sorts of things as less of gifts and more of bad omens. Still...even if there is something bad on the horizon, there's no way of knowing it until it comes, is there? So I suppose there's no use worrying about it, either.
Well, after all the excitement on Tuesday, I suppose it's only natural that I've mostly kept to myself the past few days. But there's something pleasant about just following along a daily routine, too, so that's not so bad. The Library keeps me supplied with plenty of things to read, and there are few better ways to spend a summer afternoon than sitting in a tree with a good book and listening to the birds as the day goes by around you.
Though I do wonder--I can think of plenty of remedies for helping to put one to sleep, like warm milk and soft music and all that, but are there any good ones for helping a person to stay awake? Other than loud noises, that is. I think I've had my fill of those for quite a while.
[OOC: Moody princess has been moody for days, thanks to the rising angst levels from most of her friends, but is trying her very best to hide it. Feel free to notice that she doesn't sound much like her usual upbeat self, but be forewarned--she'll most likely deny it and snap right back into cheerfulness right away.]
Merlin's Mirror tells the future and tells it true, for anyone that looks into it; that was the story I always heard. It was one of three treasures of the kingdom of Daventry, magical in nature, that served to protect the kingdom and its people from tragedy. A chest of gold that never emptied ensured wealth and prosperity; a magic shield protected the bearer and the kingdom from harm. And the magic mirror foretold the future, so the people could prepare for calamity and act to avoid it.
But I suppose the future can be a double-edged sword, can't it? Suppose someone is granted the knowledge of his future, but with that comes the knowledge that no matter what he sees, there's nothing he can do about it to prepare for it. To learn of a tragedy and then be completely helpless to do anything about it, and forced to bear that knowledge right up until the day it comes to pass...
In that case, it'd almost be better to remain in ignorance, wouldn't it?
I've always thought that the cruelest curse of all is the one that shows us what might have been--for better or for worse. And that's almost as bad, really, because without that curse, thoughts of what might have been are easily brushed away, or ignored, or treated as idle daydreaming. But for chance, or love, or luck, or whatever it was that carried me through Lolotte's castle undetected, I might've been the daughter-in-law of a witch. But for chance, I might've been the slave of a wizard all my life, and never had a chance to know my true name, or the names of my parents. What might've been, for Neil and Todd? Suppose they'd had parents like mine, rather than the fathers they ended up with?
But what might've been--it's worse, isn't it, to know what will be?
The nightmares are only just starting to go away again, but I still can't sleep. I have something entirely new to haunt my dreams now...
Why him? Why does he have to die? The whole world needs him and it's the right thing to do, of course it is, but--but why? Why can't we save him?
But at least I understand why, now. Bumblebee doesn't hate me, and that's...that's something. Mikaela is back, and that's something, too...though I hope she and Sam manage to work things out, soon.
You promised me that things would always get better, Sam...
[/Private]
[Filtered from Alexis Hargreaves | Blue's Codes | Unhackable]
It's been...goodness, a week and a half since the last time I was cursed. I rather wonder if I ought to start being concerned? The random curses all seemed to strike last weekend, I know, so I think it's safe to say that won't be lying in wait for me this weekend, but I can't help but wonder if the lull is a sign that there's something dreadful in store...
I know I really shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, as it were, but after eleven and a half months in the City, one starts to see these sorts of things as less of gifts and more of bad omens. Still...even if there is something bad on the horizon, there's no way of knowing it until it comes, is there? So I suppose there's no use worrying about it, either.
Well, after all the excitement on Tuesday, I suppose it's only natural that I've mostly kept to myself the past few days. But there's something pleasant about just following along a daily routine, too, so that's not so bad. The Library keeps me supplied with plenty of things to read, and there are few better ways to spend a summer afternoon than sitting in a tree with a good book and listening to the birds as the day goes by around you.
Though I do wonder--I can think of plenty of remedies for helping to put one to sleep, like warm milk and soft music and all that, but are there any good ones for helping a person to stay awake? Other than loud noises, that is. I think I've had my fill of those for quite a while.
[OOC: Moody princess has been moody for days, thanks to the rising angst levels from most of her friends, but is trying her very best to hide it. Feel free to notice that she doesn't sound much like her usual upbeat self, but be forewarned--she'll most likely deny it and snap right back into cheerfulness right away.]