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psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2005-07-25 10:41 am
psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2005-07-25 10:41 am
"Olivia, Please Say it Isn't True!"
Kali? *wibbles*
I'm terribly, terribly sorry about that. I didn't mean to go frantic on you, but I utterly panicked. Thereby did I abuse myself, my mother, and, I fear me, you.
She's a very nice woman, I assure you; just not at two o'clock in the morning on a workday when her computer needs to connect in order for her to get her assignments. She was not any more upset than the situation warranted, and as the computer had connected, she was not angry. She simply told me to get the hell to bed.
As for myself, it was entirely my fault. *facepalms* I should've said something about the time, or I should've called you back, but I wasn't sure whether you meant to hang up or not. It was ridiculous and unfair of me to get so worried and muttery and upset at you, since the situation was my fault, and I hope you aren't upset with me. I apologise.
And thee--
Well. In my penitence, I have made thee gifts to express my sorrow.*
*in the form of Westmark drawing & ficlet. *loses*
~~~
Wish
Rina laughs and blows dandelion fluff.
Every little bit of dandelion is a wish that's meant to dance off in the wind, but for her there isn't a wind, and the fluff comes away in unelegant pieces and falls right down to the ground. She laughs and says to herself This is Better. The fluff is seeds, Florian told her one day, in his grave, funny way, and she laughed then, too, but because she was excited to have discovered something and delighted to have Florian speak to her. If the fluff is seeds (Florian never lies) she imagines it is better for them to fall in a place where dandelions already grow, for that means it's certain they can grow there, too. If her dandelion seeds blew away in the wind, they might land in a land where the soil was bad, and they might never grow.
This way, somebody else next year will blow dandelion fluff just like she has (This is Better). Those seeds at her feet have fallen in a good spot, and they will grow.
What are you doing? asks Justin, behind her.
I'm taking care of my Wishes.
Rina laughs and doesn't mind it if he doesn't understand. Every little bit of dandelion is a wish that's safe at her feet, and for her that's better than a wind. I'm Taking Care of my wishes, she says, and every wish is a new dandelion for next year.
That's because growing is the best thing in the world.
Rina laughs and feels the seeds taking root already. Maybe the someone who blows dandelion fluff next year (just like she has) will be her. Behind her, she feels Justin's odd smile, and her laugh, her excited, delighted laugh, grows, because growing in the best thing in the world.
I'm terribly, terribly sorry about that. I didn't mean to go frantic on you, but I utterly panicked. Thereby did I abuse myself, my mother, and, I fear me, you.
She's a very nice woman, I assure you; just not at two o'clock in the morning on a workday when her computer needs to connect in order for her to get her assignments. She was not any more upset than the situation warranted, and as the computer had connected, she was not angry. She simply told me to get the hell to bed.
As for myself, it was entirely my fault. *facepalms* I should've said something about the time, or I should've called you back, but I wasn't sure whether you meant to hang up or not. It was ridiculous and unfair of me to get so worried and muttery and upset at you, since the situation was my fault, and I hope you aren't upset with me. I apologise.
And thee--
Well. In my penitence, I have made thee gifts to express my sorrow.*
*in the form of Westmark drawing & ficlet. *loses*
~~~
Wish
Rina laughs and blows dandelion fluff.
Every little bit of dandelion is a wish that's meant to dance off in the wind, but for her there isn't a wind, and the fluff comes away in unelegant pieces and falls right down to the ground. She laughs and says to herself This is Better. The fluff is seeds, Florian told her one day, in his grave, funny way, and she laughed then, too, but because she was excited to have discovered something and delighted to have Florian speak to her. If the fluff is seeds (Florian never lies) she imagines it is better for them to fall in a place where dandelions already grow, for that means it's certain they can grow there, too. If her dandelion seeds blew away in the wind, they might land in a land where the soil was bad, and they might never grow.
This way, somebody else next year will blow dandelion fluff just like she has (This is Better). Those seeds at her feet have fallen in a good spot, and they will grow.
What are you doing? asks Justin, behind her.
I'm taking care of my Wishes.
Rina laughs and doesn't mind it if he doesn't understand. Every little bit of dandelion is a wish that's safe at her feet, and for her that's better than a wind. I'm Taking Care of my wishes, she says, and every wish is a new dandelion for next year.
That's because growing is the best thing in the world.
Rina laughs and feels the seeds taking root already. Maybe the someone who blows dandelion fluff next year (just like she has) will be her. Behind her, she feels Justin's odd smile, and her laugh, her excited, delighted laugh, grows, because growing in the best thing in the world.
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*snugs*
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*loves*
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I AM terribly, terribly sorry that I was sooo stupid as to ask Z to call you back - I was just an idiot, and just wanted to apologize for my phone dying as it did, and forgot the reason we'd been hanging up in the FIRST place, and... and, oh, dear, I'm SO sorry you got in trouble...
........the stick figures. Oh, my, the stick figures. I'm making that into Justitia's icon, right now. Ohhh, my...
"I'll just stand over here and be totally forgotten." *love*
And then the story! Goes too quick from omgfunnystickfigures to omgsweetstory, it makes my head spin. But it's sweet and fluffy and so cute!!
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It's all right, though! It's all right! I'm not in trouble, I've just been told not to receive any telephone calls past midnight on pain of death. It's okay. ^_^ *pouncehugs*
...Eheheheh. Oh, dear. Thank you.
Well, he is!
^_^ It's extremely silly and incoherent. I'll write you a better one someday.
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