Quest 197

[primrosella]

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Dear Sam,

It's the funniest thing, you know--just yesterday I was telling Neil about that old story about the Fountain, and how sometimes if people were to write letters and drop them into the water, that the Fountain would somehow send those letters back home so people could read them. And I remember the story about looking into the Fountain and seeing visions of home, too. I never really believed it before now, and yet here I am writing letters to you and thinking very hard about going and dropping them in for you, just on the chance that they might get through. That's silly, isn't it?

It's just about three weeks now, since you left. How long has it been for you, I wonder? Months, perhaps? Years, even? It's so strange to think that you might've been gone for years now and I've only been missing you for weeks. I hope you haven't been missing me that long. Have you been missing me at all, I wonder?

Oh, but so many things have been happening lately. Remember when I wrote to you about finding someone and rescuing them, the way you did for me? Well, as it turns out, my friend Duo--you remember Duo, don't you? He was the one who crash-landed the...what did he call it, that big suit of armor...right in front of the Warehouse that day he came to visit. Well, Duo came crash-landing back into the City again, and I tripped right over him--and do you know, I was soaking wet then, too, so it seems I'm doomed to always be dripping wet when things like this happen--and in any case, I brought him home with me and now he's staying in one of the spare rooms here in the Warehouse. Not yours or my old one, though. Just one of the others, so he can have it all to himself.

And I met someone named Dean, and he's very nice. He rather reminds me of you in a lot of ways, you know. He likes cars and is very modern and he even has a brother named Sam, can you imagine? It was a rather unsettling coincidence at the time! And everyone's still a bit worried about me, I think, but I'm trying very hard to be sure I don't give them any cause to. I've been sleeping better now that Duo's here, too, even though it's not the same as having you around at all.

And let's see, yesterday was Father's Day, so everyone's fathers came to visit, and Daddy was here and he wondered where you were, and I had to tell him that you'd gone home. He was quite sorry to hear that he'd missed you, though he was glad to hear that you'd gone home at last. And I was, too, on both accounts. But it was a nice enough day, even though I was a bit worried about--well, you remember how it was last year, don't you? With all that trouble with everyone's fathers? But luckily, that didn't seem to come to pass again--and it didn't snow, either! So that was a lucky thing, too.

Something happened, recently, and it involved that witch who turned you to--no, no, on second though, I won't bring that up. It's better that I don't.

I miss you, Sam. And Mojo, too. It's not quite the same without him running around all over the place, and I think Spartacus misses him, too. Though I must admit I'm a bit at my wit's end about Spartacus, since the Warehouse isn't much of a place for a sheep, but I don't want to give him up because he's yours and he reminds me of you and...well. You know how it goes.

I still haven't learned how to drive the car. Not that I'll have much use for it if you're not here to have to save with it, but...well, you'd like it if I learned, wouldn't you? Perhaps I'll have to start looking for someone to teach me, after all.

I don't want to--to make it sound as though I'm replacing you, because you know no one could ever replace you, don't you? I still miss you terribly, every day. I just...I can't go on with a hole in my heart without trying to fill it in even a bit. And you wouldn't want me to do that either, would you?

I'll write again soon, I promise.

Always,
Rosella

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And so another Father's Day comes and goes. I'm glad that everything seemed reasonably quiet, for the most part, and of course it's always nice when Daddy has the chance to come visit me again, so all in all, it was a nice enough day, I think. And certainly nicer than last month, when our mothers all turned out to try to persuade us into doing the most horrible things. I don't know if it was nicer than when we had the same curse last year, though, since the curse itself was worse last year, but putting on our production of A Midsummer Night's Dream rather made up for that, I think.

It's interesting that the word of the week is "Future". I think equivalence can be a difficult subject to write about simply because it can be difficult to grapple with in general, and I'm sure pain can be quite awful to discuss about because writing about it means thinking about it, and pain is often too personal and awful a subject to discuss at length--especially when it brings up memories of the times we've experienced it ourselves. But the future...really, I think everyone can find it easy to write about the future, since I'm sure it's something we've all thought of at one time or another. And goodness knows, being rather old-fashioned myself, I've done more than my share of thinking about the future, really. After all, back home in Daventry, we even have a magic mirror with the power to tell the future and tell it true. I've never managed to see my own future in it, but sometimes I still wonder what it might show me, if I were to look.

Still, I think I'd better save my musings on all that for another time--or perhaps more appropriately, for the future!--since there's so much to say that I might get all mixed up if I try, and that wouldn't make for a very good essay at all, really.

...Oh, er, this doesn't have much to do with the future or essays or anything like that, but while I'm thinking of it--has anyone by chance lost a black and white puppy recently? I think one might've taken up residence near the Warehouse, since I've seen him playing about a few times on my way to the Library, but I never thought anything of it before now. He certainly seems friendly enough, though I didn't see any sort of collar on him. In any case, I've put out some food for him, so hopefully he'll find it and manage to find his way home one of these days, too.

And speaking of food and finding things, does anyone happen to know of a good restaurant for sushi?


[OOC: And so Rosella's optimism gradually begins to recharge again--getting to see her dad has a tendency to help a lot with that. So she's slowly but surely pulling herself back on track again. And most likely going to adopt that puppy in the near future, too, since she's starting to miss having a dog around the house. :D]

Comments

[had_not_lived]

Thinking about Midsummer, I can't help but think it's long past time for another play.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think so, too! Do you have one picked out yet, or are you still thinking of ideas for it?

[had_not_lived]

I'm awful at picking them. The truth is I'd almost rather someone else did all that and just gave me a part to play, but I think I'm the only person interested enough these days to start one up.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Perhaps so, but remember all those people you persuaded to join last time, once things got going? Why, if memory serves, I was one of those people, even. So I'm sure if we can just manage to get things started, it'll pick up quite soon enough.

[had_not_lived]

Oh, I know! I'm not too worried about that.

You don't happen to have any ideas, do you?

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Restaurant or take-out?

And do you make a habit of making friends with strays?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Well, either would do, I think. It's not for me, but for a friend of mine.

And only when they're friendly and stop to say hello.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Try Koukakouru, they'll let you do either. Dewi Shri has the bigger range, but they charge for it.

A little fox told me you said hello first.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, thank you, I'll remember that! Well, if I can remember such funny names, that is. I'll have to write them down, I think, so I don't forget before I can tell my friend.

Did he really? And wherever did you meet that little fox, I wonder?

[horrible-protag.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you'll do wonderfully on the essay, you seem to be doing well right now.

Oh, a lost puppy? I shall keep out an ear and an eye to listen and look for anyone who has lost him.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I do appreciate the confidence in my abilities, Sir M Captain Hammer! Though I think this time I'll try to really write an essay, rather than just jotting down my thoughts as I have been the past few times.

Would you? Thank you, that's so very kind!

Sir Mallet will never not be funny. They should SO do the Compleat Works of Shakespeare (Abridged).

[horrible-protag.livejournal.com]

Seeing how you start thinking about your essay, anyone would have that confidence.

It is no trouble, Rosella. It is my pleasure to help the poor defenseless mongr puppies.

It will never go away, either~

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm very flattered, thank you. And I really do appreciate it, on both counts!

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Hah, I should probably start thinking about it soon, too.

Oh! Sushi, I can recommend a good one, yeah.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

It might be for the best, yes.

Is it the...Koukakouru place? Dr. Chase recommended that one to me, but I'd be quite glad to hear of any others, too.

/maaaaaking shit uuuuuuuuuup I remember Guy being good at seafood, so.

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Oh. Uh, I've never heard of that one. I was thinking of the Hymns of Lorelei, they've got really good seafood, in general. Have you ever had sushi before? It's generally a Japanese food, although I think Patricia-chan told me that it was catching on in America, too.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I don't think I have, no. I do like fish, though, and I've heard it's rather like that, so.

And thank you very much for the recommendation! I'll remember it.

[princess-crow.livejournal.com]

It's hard to think in a future when we're still trapped here.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

It is, that's true. But there's always the thought of when we'll go home, and what might be in store for us then, and that's future enough, isn't it?

[princess-crow.livejournal.com]

[ She knows what is in store. Her Prince. A Happy Ever After. ]

What happens when you already know?

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Then it's a happy thought to cherish, I suppose. If it's a happy future, that is, but I would hope it would be. If it's not...well, then, it's something to try to change, just the same.

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

I'm glad your dad showed up! That was a really nice curse. ...Not for everyone, I mean, which is awful, but it was definitely better than Mother's Day.

A mirror that shows the future? I think I'd be afraid to look...

Are you thinking about keeping the dog if he sticks around and no one claims him? Maybe he came to you for a reason.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad he did, too. And did yours, as well?

Well, I don't know about the dog, honestly! He does seem very friendly, but I can't imagine that he wouldn't belong to someone. I suppose I'll just keep an eye on him for the time being and see if I can't find his owner.

[horrible-penny.livejournal.com]

He did! We spent a nice, quiet day together. It was seriously incredible. Twenty-three years of catching up to do there.

I think that some animals come here just the same way people do. He could be as lost as all the rest of us and looking for a nice place to stay.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Well, good, I'm glad to hear you had a nice day. What did he think of your apartment? And did you show him the Welcome Center?

Really! I'd never thought of it that way before. Well, I'll certainly have to look out for him, then. And if he doesn't seem to be finding a place to stay...mm, then perhaps I will take him in. We'll see.