The Ninth - [written]

[charitylovehopefaith]

November 27th,

I apologise for my recent absence. I remember very little of it, but I know with certainty I have been a "guest" of the Malnosso. Thankfully, I can detect no physical or mental imperatives. No harm done, it seems.

As Christmas is coming, I had had hoped to ask: What is typically done here for it? Is it celebrated? Do you have services for Advent, the Eve, the Day, and Epiphany? Are there feasts? Dances? Or is it a very quiet affair?

I confess, I will be disappointed if the latter most is true, but I suppose one cannot expect the culture one has grown up with in a place like this.

Faith Long

Comments

[ written ]

[greenjacketed]

[ it might be noted that the soldier's writing is just SLIGHTLY more neat... ]

No services. But there was a handsome celebration in the Dome last year.

-R. SHARPE

[ and then as an afterthought: ] You alright, lass?

[ written / voice ]

[charitylovehopefaith]

[The improvement is noted, but to acknowledge it would be to admit she'd noticed its poorness before.]

I shall have to contact those who organised it. I'm sure they could use a spare pair of hands.

[Then, keenly aware of his preference, she switches to speaking to the book. Which is still odd, yet it's become more natural.]

I think I am. I haven't noticed anything wrong, and none of the admittedly sparse memories I have of the time spent away seem upsetting.

It's very good to hear from you, though, Richard.

[ voice ]

[greenjacketed]

Would be even better to see you, lass.

[ voice ]

[charitylovehopefaith]

I've no other obligations for the day.

And, even if I did, they wouldn't be anything I wouldn't break to see you. [...What?

No.

No, no. That sort of thing isn't said. And yet. There it is. Said. Well. That's... something. Certainly something.]

[ voice ]

[greenjacketed]

[ oh, how he smiles. ]

Aye. Well -- [ be sweet, sharpe. you can do it. ] I know the feeling, aye. Tea?

[ voice ]

[charitylovehopefaith]

[Propriety. Be a proper young lady. Propriety.]

Would you like to meet at the tea shop? Or shall I prepare something for us in my lodgings?

[See? Easy. After all, at this point, there's no cause not to invite him over. They've been alone before, and he's trustworthy.]

[ voice ]

[greenjacketed]

I'll come 'round yours, lass. Better you rest, aye? And she's getting cold outside.

[Voice]

[rashness]

A lot of people do celebrations and feasts and give gifts and stuff. A few people had parties... I don't think anyone's done a service.

[ And he... is not looking forward to his birthday along that same time ]

[Voice]

[charitylovehopefaith]

That seems a shame, not having a service. I suppose we don't have any vicars or even priests. Surprising, really, that we don't. You would think a few men of God would have been brought.

Perhaps there's something to be said for the Church's teachings about Divine protection. I'd taken it for something like a fairy tale as a girl.

[...Well. Most of that wasn't actually supposed to come out. That's... worrying.]

[Voice]

[rashness]

Oh! You know I never thought of that, but that is pretty weird... I mean I was raised by a priest, but that doesn't really count because he wasn't even that good of priest and I'm not qualified to give any sort of service.

[Voice]

[charitylovehopefaith]

I know we don't, according to everyone here, remember this place when we return, but I do wish we did. I'd be sure to be much more attentive during the services in that case.

[Voice]

[rashness]

Eheheh. And I'd probably get a lot of my friends to make more charms to ward off being sucked into here. For all of us.

[Voice]

[charitylovehopefaith]

Perhaps that's why we're here. To learn proper piety. It certainly isn't any stranger a reason than anyone else has offered.

[Voice]

[rashness]

[ ... ] I don't wanna be offensive to any sort of god or anything, but if you asked me, that could be pretty mean of 'em. Because this is a really messed up world.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

I will likely be conducting a bonfire for the solstice again.

[Written]

[charitylovehopefaith]

[Well, it only makes sense that there are pagans here, too.

Thankfully, while she might have said it aloud, the book isn't set to record her voice and play it back, so she's welcome to that before she actually writes a reply.]

That sounds very nice.

Re: [Written]

[complicatedliar]

It's the only way to be certain the sun shall continue to rise.

[Written]

[charitylovehopefaith]

To each their own, certainly.

[At least her affliction, which she's slowly discovering, doesn't apply to putting pen to paper. In that manner, at least, she can choose her words more carefully.]

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

And what do you celebrate, if not the turn of the seasons?

[Written]

[charitylovehopefaith]

The birth of the Christ, the Saviour of mankind, according to my religion.

written;

[prims]

It's nice to hear from you again, Faith. So to speak.

I don't know what's normally done here, either; if you find out, do let me know.

written;

[charitylovehopefaith]

I shall be sure to, Miss Prim. It seems there is a sort of party to be looked forward to, at least.

written;

[prims]

Is there? I hadn't really heard anything about it.

[ Then again, she wasn't...you know, really paying attention to that sort of thing. ]

Do you know what sort?

written;

[charitylovehopefaith]

If it's anything like what I'm used to, there will be at least a feast and dancing, but I cannot say for certain.

written;

[prims]

I'd love to see something like that. I don't think we do near enough dancing, here.