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Feb. 29th, 2012 09:21 pm[Filter: Private]
February 29th
A leap year. That seems fitting somehow, though I do not know why. Maybe because it is unusual, like everything else. Or maybe it is meaningless ... like everything else.
He does not ask how things are in Rinme. I am glad. Ask me no questions and only then can I tell no lies. I do not have to hid the truth about the girls' nightmares becoming worse, of Lord Father and his rage. Of the servants who fled in the night, so many of them that it is impossible for the castle to run. I will not have to tell him of the rumours that another village is gone, this one even closer.
All that, I will keep for myself.
February 29th
A leap year. That seems fitting somehow, though I do not know why. Maybe because it is unusual, like everything else. Or maybe it is meaningless ... like everything else.
He does not ask how things are in Rinme. I am glad. Ask me no questions and only then can I tell no lies. I do not have to hid the truth about the girls' nightmares becoming worse, of Lord Father and his rage. Of the servants who fled in the night, so many of them that it is impossible for the castle to run. I will not have to tell him of the rumours that another village is gone, this one even closer.
All that, I will keep for myself.
