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Feb. 28th, 2011 10:53 pm[Filter: Private, in Atsirian]
I ... have not admitted that. Not even to myself.
That my memories of him are ... fuzzy. Patchy. There are blots on that record. I think about what I did during those years, and it's all a strange blur. Sometimes, I remember sitting alone in a library, seeking out notes for him. And then I remember him not being there when I went to deliver them.
He always appeared again by the morning.
... I thought I was mad, then, too.
Perhaps ...
Perhaps that is why this has been so difficult.
But no more.
[Filter: Karlesta and Adrian, in Atsirian]
I will make an appearance this afternoon, two hours before sunset. It needs to be grand, dramatic, and memorable. I need my handmaid fetched, for my appearance must be impeccable, and the both of you will need to be the same. Drum up the populance. Create buzz and excitement.
I want to steady their feet beneath them, and send them away talking about how the Prophet is as formidable as ever.
I ... have not admitted that. Not even to myself.
That my memories of him are ... fuzzy. Patchy. There are blots on that record. I think about what I did during those years, and it's all a strange blur. Sometimes, I remember sitting alone in a library, seeking out notes for him. And then I remember him not being there when I went to deliver them.
He always appeared again by the morning.
... I thought I was mad, then, too.
Perhaps ...
Perhaps that is why this has been so difficult.
But no more.
[Filter: Karlesta and Adrian, in Atsirian]
I will make an appearance this afternoon, two hours before sunset. It needs to be grand, dramatic, and memorable. I need my handmaid fetched, for my appearance must be impeccable, and the both of you will need to be the same. Drum up the populance. Create buzz and excitement.
I want to steady their feet beneath them, and send them away talking about how the Prophet is as formidable as ever.
