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Ingress had a brilliant birthday. She’s eleven. Eleven is nearly grown up! It’s also the year when children in the stories she’s read come into their own. Adventures begin, schooling starts, worlds are saved… she can hardly wait to see what will happen next.
Her party earlier was such fun. Door was almost nice to Puck; Ingress had worried a little about that after she invited him. But he was very nice and charming, and Tom was nice, too, and Puck helped Ingress steal lots of roses off the cake while Havelock talked to Tom and Door, and it was brilliant.
She ate far too much icing sugar, but Tom had the peppermint potion waiting for her when the party was over. She feels much better now. And she’s eleven!
It sounds so good in her head. Eleven, eleven, eleven.
She should have asked Mary to stay the night with her, she thinks, as she tosses and turns. She’s never going to fall asleep, even with staying up past her bedtime. Tom and Door insisted she go to bed after she started yawning. They can be so silly sometimes.
She tosses one more time, and she thinks, again, how impossible it will be to go to sleep tonight. Her eyelids flutter and close. It is not long before she’s deep in dreams.
Her party earlier was such fun. Door was almost nice to Puck; Ingress had worried a little about that after she invited him. But he was very nice and charming, and Tom was nice, too, and Puck helped Ingress steal lots of roses off the cake while Havelock talked to Tom and Door, and it was brilliant.
She ate far too much icing sugar, but Tom had the peppermint potion waiting for her when the party was over. She feels much better now. And she’s eleven!
It sounds so good in her head. Eleven, eleven, eleven.
She should have asked Mary to stay the night with her, she thinks, as she tosses and turns. She’s never going to fall asleep, even with staying up past her bedtime. Tom and Door insisted she go to bed after she started yawning. They can be so silly sometimes.
She tosses one more time, and she thinks, again, how impossible it will be to go to sleep tonight. Her eyelids flutter and close. It is not long before she’s deep in dreams.
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Apr. 23rd, 2010 10:51 amIngress pulls the practice knife, pointed upwards, through the air in a slow, careful motion. Her face is set in an expression of deep concentration.
"That does make sense," she says, watching the motion of the knife. "To thrust the knife up under the ribs, instead of through the ribs. I never thought about bones getting in the way."
If she's facing an attacker's back, this would work. If she's this close and facing their front, she can reach out and open the chest, killing the evildoer quickly without having to worry about bones and skill. She doesn't know quite how that's done, but she knows both Tom and Door have used the tactic.
It's important to have many options when it comes to saving your life, or the lives of others, and Ingress knows all her lessons will be of use at some point. She's enjoying Havelock's lessons especially, because this knowledge is brand new and extremely interesting.
"That does make sense," she says, watching the motion of the knife. "To thrust the knife up under the ribs, instead of through the ribs. I never thought about bones getting in the way."
If she's facing an attacker's back, this would work. If she's this close and facing their front, she can reach out and open the chest, killing the evildoer quickly without having to worry about bones and skill. She doesn't know quite how that's done, but she knows both Tom and Door have used the tactic.
It's important to have many options when it comes to saving your life, or the lives of others, and Ingress knows all her lessons will be of use at some point. She's enjoying Havelock's lessons especially, because this knowledge is brand new and extremely interesting.
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Apr. 10th, 2010 10:56 pmThe ray gun, retrieved from lost and found, is in Ingress' hand. Actually, it's still in Ingress-as-Mary's hand. They are in Ingress' room, tucked away from the adults in the House.
"Okay. We try this, and if it doesn't work, then we'll tell Tom, and he'll figure out how to get us back."
Please work, please work, please work, she thinks.
"Ready?"
"Okay. We try this, and if it doesn't work, then we'll tell Tom, and he'll figure out how to get us back."
Please work, please work, please work, she thinks.
"Ready?"
Out by the lake, there is a large construction dedicated to the 10th birthday of Lady Ingress of the House of Arch. Ingress has had birthday parties on this site before - there was a birthday princess ball her 7th year, a playground party for her 6th.
This party is different from either of those. Tom, Door, and Ingress worked on the design for months.
There are three ways to get into the birthday party.
Guests can go through the hedge maze. It's enchanted, of course, but the walls shift places at a docile rate. The path is wide and firm, so this is the easiest way to enter the party.
Guests might also try the obstacle course of tubes to crawl through, walls to climb, ropes to swing over deep ball pits, curly slides to fling themselves down. The only enchantment on this entrance are anti-falling charms.
Or guests can bounce through the giant bouncy castle!
Once they've passed through either of the three entrances,they will enter the clearing for the birthday party proper. Picnic blankets are spread out over the grass, and there are plenty of chairs scattered about. Paper lanterns float above people's heads with purple and green streamers linking them together.
A long table overflows with plenty of cold water, birthday treats, and other refreshments. There is a cake with lots of icing roses, of course, and ice cream. Each guest may help him or herself to a Wizarding cracker in a large basket at one end of the table, and there is space beside it for gifts, should guests wish to bring one. Gifts are not expected, however.
Most importantly, there is Ingress, a little girl in the comfortable gray uniform of a Herald-in-training, who is not so little anymore.
Come and have fun!
This party is different from either of those. Tom, Door, and Ingress worked on the design for months.
There are three ways to get into the birthday party.
Guests can go through the hedge maze. It's enchanted, of course, but the walls shift places at a docile rate. The path is wide and firm, so this is the easiest way to enter the party.
Guests might also try the obstacle course of tubes to crawl through, walls to climb, ropes to swing over deep ball pits, curly slides to fling themselves down. The only enchantment on this entrance are anti-falling charms.
Or guests can bounce through the giant bouncy castle!
Once they've passed through either of the three entrances,they will enter the clearing for the birthday party proper. Picnic blankets are spread out over the grass, and there are plenty of chairs scattered about. Paper lanterns float above people's heads with purple and green streamers linking them together.
A long table overflows with plenty of cold water, birthday treats, and other refreshments. There is a cake with lots of icing roses, of course, and ice cream. Each guest may help him or herself to a Wizarding cracker in a large basket at one end of the table, and there is space beside it for gifts, should guests wish to bring one. Gifts are not expected, however.
Most importantly, there is Ingress, a little girl in the comfortable gray uniform of a Herald-in-training, who is not so little anymore.
Come and have fun!
Aspen Timeline Calculations
Jan. 23rd, 2009 11:44 pmValdemaran timeline calculations
Okay! You asked for it, and here it is: what I've worked out for the timeline of Valdemaran events as they affect Vanyel Ashkevron and Ingress (er, and Megwyn, yes), based on canon and Millicanon both. Sources are cited in-text below as I reference them. I'd give you page numbers, but the odds are high your books wouldn't match my omnibus copy of the Last Herald-Mage trilogy, so.
Official Timeline for the Heralds of Valdemar Series
Taken from the timeline laid out in the authorized concordance, The Valdemar Companion, and updated from the same timeline as printed in the front of Exile's Valor.
* BF = Before the Founding
* AF = After the Founding
1000 BF: Prehistory: Era of the Black Gryphon
[The Mage Wars: The Black Gryphon, The White Gryphon, The Silver Gryphon]
Year Zero: Founding of Valdemar
750 AF: Reign of Elspeth the Peacemaker
[Story: "Sword of Ice"]
[The Last Herald-Mage: Magic's Pawn]
798 AF: Reign of Randale
[Stories: "Chance", "Blue Heart"]
[Filks: "Demonsbane," "Shadow Stalker," "Nightblades"]
[The Last Herald-Mage: Magic's Promise, Magic's Price]
1077 AF: Reign of Theran
[Brightly Burning]
1270 AF: Reign of Co-consorts Arden & Leesa
[Vows & Honor: Oathbound, Oathbreakers, Oathblood]
1315 AF: Reign of Roald
[No books set here; referenced later via Kerowyn's memories and tales of Tarma & Kethry that refer to Roald's histories]
1355 AF: Reign of Sendar
[Exile's Honor]
1376 AF: Reign of Selenay
[Exile's Valor, Take a Thief]
[Heralds of Valdemar: Arrows of the Queen, Arrow's Flight, Arrow's Fall]
[Kerowyn's Tale: By the Sword]
[The Mage Winds: Winds of Fate, Winds of Change, Winds of Fury]
[The Mage Storms: Storm Warning, Storm Rising, Storm Breaking]
[Owlflight, Owlsight, Owlknight]
The short story collections are scattered about. If need be, I can track them down and sort them in, but I think there are only a few that are of particular reference for our characters, and they're all in the collection Sword of Ice, as follows:
* "Chance," by Mark Shepherd: In which Vanyel meets Guardsman Jonne on the Karsite border. They have a very sweet, memorable encounter, and Vanyel is gifted with a rose-quartz crystal which he gives Savil as a focus-stone. Mentioned in chapter one & two of Magic's Promise and referred to as having happened "three years ago," which would have made Vanyel 25 at the time. (See below for detailed age calculations.)
* "Sword of Ice," by Mercedes Lackey and John Yezeguielian: In which Savil meets Starwind k'Treva and is made Wingsister, Set well before the events of Magic's Pawn.
* "In the Forest of Sorrows," by John Helfers: Just what the title says. Post-death encounter with Vanyel, Stefan, & Yfandes.
* "Blue Heart," by Philip M. Austin and Mercedes Lackey: Set in the reign of Selenay, it's the story of a mentally challenged but very sweet girl, Pilane, who was taken from her village near White Foal Pass and saved in a rather extraordinary way, i.e. by being turned into a blue butterfly. I mention this one simply because the villagers who tell the story mention a stranger who rode into their village and heard that Pilane had been kidnapped. He's described as "riding a tall, handsome white horse with strange, knowledge-filled blue eyes... garbed in pristine white, his face heartstoppingly handsome beneath silver-streaked hair. But most startling of all were his silver eyes..." Sounds like Vanyel Ashkevron to me, and at some point before he was fully silver-haired. Given that the village is near White Foal Pass, which we know from Brightly Burning was later renamed Burning Pines after Lavan Firestorm's spectacle at war with the Karsites-- this gives us a second reference for putting this story during Vanyel's time on the Karsite border.
* Filksongs that are applicable: "Demonsbane," "Shadow Stalker," and "Nightblades." We know from Savil's mentioning it in chapter two of Magic's Promise that Vanyel had the name "Demonsbane" at that point, so that song's fairly easy to set. I've placed the other two filks at the same timeframe, given that they both reference the Karsite border war as well.
Figuring out Vanyel's Age
We are told in chapter one of Magic's Promise that Vanyel is twenty-eight -- and at the time he remembers being "fifteen and in disgrace," when thinking of Withen. Later on, in chapter two when he's "whining" to Savil, he also refers to his bratty behavior at age fifteen, with every expectation that she'll know what he's talking about. Finally, we know from chapter four of Magic's Pawn that Tylendel is described as being "about sixteen," and later on in the same book that Vanyel is described as "the younger" of the two.
This makes Vanyel 15 during Magic's Pawn, and 28 during Magic's Promise.
As for Magic's Price: the easiest way to track Vanyel's age is through Jisa. In chapter one of Magic's Price, she's referred to as being "fifteen and the daughter of the king," and in chapter two of Magic's Promise she's mentioned as a "six-year-old." This gives us a nine-year difference.
And so, Vanyel is 15 during Magic's Pawn, 28 during Magic's Promise, and 37 during Magic's Price and at his death.
Pinning Down an Actual Place on the Timeline
798 AF is when Randale took the throne, and we know from chapter one of Magic's Promise that the truce with the Karsites that Elspeth Peacemaker had wrought fell apart when she died, "the moment poor Randale took the throne." We know from the same place that this is when Vanyel started pushing himself. Presuming he headed out to the Karsite border almost immediately, we know he was there for at least three years -- I'm basing that on the reference to Guardsman Jonne, plus references to "two years" of damage to his lute-case, plus Tantras's reference to Vanyel having spent "most of a year" substituting for five Heralds on the Karsite border. So. Call it three years. (Might be four, but I cannot for the life of me find the reference that makes me think this.)
That means that Magic's Promise begins in 801 AF. Given Vanyel is 28 at this point, and was 15 in Magic's Pawn, we have a difference of 13 years, which by simple subtraction sets Magic's Price in 788 AF, which gives us ten years to work with before it all goes to hell.
Using the same math and deriving from Vanyel's previously established age of 37 in Magic's Price, nine years after Magic's Promise -- that means that Magic's Price takes place in 810 AF.
Now. How does Ingress fit into this?
Ingress is seven currently, and Elspeth Peacemaker is alive. I believe, in the fic I've written (er, almost completely), I set Vanyel as being 21 when Ingress visited Valdemar the first time-- which makes the year 794, and four years before Elspeth Peacemaker's death.
This means that Ingress will be seventeen and likely ready for her internship circuit in 804 -- after the events of the Lineas-Baires disaster outlined in Magic's Promise and as things begin to get dicey, but enough before Vanyel's death that she can be well-established by the time that the events of Magic's Price take place. Ingress will be 23 when Vanyel dies, and well able to begin diplomatic work as an Opener Herald-- long before the events of Vanyel's spell from Sorrows to remove the memory of mages kick in about 60 - 70 years later, soon after Stefen's death. And, as her Gift is established as analogous to Fetching, she won't be a target for Leareth's tricks during the timeframe of Magic's Price.
Whew. I think that's it. Comments, questions, analysis? Did I miss anything?
ETA: I knew I forgot something. Re: timeframe for Ingress and how it affects where Vanyel is in time at present -- I don't know, Rym, how/when you were looking to bring him in from, but since Ingress's presence in Valdemar can be easily linked to Megwyn's back-and-forth, and time is tricksy in London Below to begin with, we can slot her "return" to Valdemar for training where it needs to be in terms of the actual year without interfering at all with how you want to handle things for Vanyel. She'll only be making occasional visits until she returns for training, so this applies all the way up through the events of Magic's Promise, if we presume that she comes to start her Heraldic training at about age 15, in 802 AF. If you are planning to run him through Magic's Price and then bring him in dead from Sorrows afterwards, that will take a bit more tweaking but should be workable-- I have a couple of theories on how it could be handled, so.
Okay! You asked for it, and here it is: what I've worked out for the timeline of Valdemaran events as they affect Vanyel Ashkevron and Ingress (er, and Megwyn, yes), based on canon and Millicanon both. Sources are cited in-text below as I reference them. I'd give you page numbers, but the odds are high your books wouldn't match my omnibus copy of the Last Herald-Mage trilogy, so.
Official Timeline for the Heralds of Valdemar Series
Taken from the timeline laid out in the authorized concordance, The Valdemar Companion, and updated from the same timeline as printed in the front of Exile's Valor.
* BF = Before the Founding
* AF = After the Founding
1000 BF: Prehistory: Era of the Black Gryphon
[The Mage Wars: The Black Gryphon, The White Gryphon, The Silver Gryphon]
Year Zero: Founding of Valdemar
750 AF: Reign of Elspeth the Peacemaker
[Story: "Sword of Ice"]
[The Last Herald-Mage: Magic's Pawn]
798 AF: Reign of Randale
[Stories: "Chance", "Blue Heart"]
[Filks: "Demonsbane," "Shadow Stalker," "Nightblades"]
[The Last Herald-Mage: Magic's Promise, Magic's Price]
1077 AF: Reign of Theran
[Brightly Burning]
1270 AF: Reign of Co-consorts Arden & Leesa
[Vows & Honor: Oathbound, Oathbreakers, Oathblood]
1315 AF: Reign of Roald
[No books set here; referenced later via Kerowyn's memories and tales of Tarma & Kethry that refer to Roald's histories]
1355 AF: Reign of Sendar
[Exile's Honor]
1376 AF: Reign of Selenay
[Exile's Valor, Take a Thief]
[Heralds of Valdemar: Arrows of the Queen, Arrow's Flight, Arrow's Fall]
[Kerowyn's Tale: By the Sword]
[The Mage Winds: Winds of Fate, Winds of Change, Winds of Fury]
[The Mage Storms: Storm Warning, Storm Rising, Storm Breaking]
[Owlflight, Owlsight, Owlknight]
The short story collections are scattered about. If need be, I can track them down and sort them in, but I think there are only a few that are of particular reference for our characters, and they're all in the collection Sword of Ice, as follows:
* "Chance," by Mark Shepherd: In which Vanyel meets Guardsman Jonne on the Karsite border. They have a very sweet, memorable encounter, and Vanyel is gifted with a rose-quartz crystal which he gives Savil as a focus-stone. Mentioned in chapter one & two of Magic's Promise and referred to as having happened "three years ago," which would have made Vanyel 25 at the time. (See below for detailed age calculations.)
* "Sword of Ice," by Mercedes Lackey and John Yezeguielian: In which Savil meets Starwind k'Treva and is made Wingsister, Set well before the events of Magic's Pawn.
* "In the Forest of Sorrows," by John Helfers: Just what the title says. Post-death encounter with Vanyel, Stefan, & Yfandes.
* "Blue Heart," by Philip M. Austin and Mercedes Lackey: Set in the reign of Selenay, it's the story of a mentally challenged but very sweet girl, Pilane, who was taken from her village near White Foal Pass and saved in a rather extraordinary way, i.e. by being turned into a blue butterfly. I mention this one simply because the villagers who tell the story mention a stranger who rode into their village and heard that Pilane had been kidnapped. He's described as "riding a tall, handsome white horse with strange, knowledge-filled blue eyes... garbed in pristine white, his face heartstoppingly handsome beneath silver-streaked hair. But most startling of all were his silver eyes..." Sounds like Vanyel Ashkevron to me, and at some point before he was fully silver-haired. Given that the village is near White Foal Pass, which we know from Brightly Burning was later renamed Burning Pines after Lavan Firestorm's spectacle at war with the Karsites-- this gives us a second reference for putting this story during Vanyel's time on the Karsite border.
* Filksongs that are applicable: "Demonsbane," "Shadow Stalker," and "Nightblades." We know from Savil's mentioning it in chapter two of Magic's Promise that Vanyel had the name "Demonsbane" at that point, so that song's fairly easy to set. I've placed the other two filks at the same timeframe, given that they both reference the Karsite border war as well.
Figuring out Vanyel's Age
We are told in chapter one of Magic's Promise that Vanyel is twenty-eight -- and at the time he remembers being "fifteen and in disgrace," when thinking of Withen. Later on, in chapter two when he's "whining" to Savil, he also refers to his bratty behavior at age fifteen, with every expectation that she'll know what he's talking about. Finally, we know from chapter four of Magic's Pawn that Tylendel is described as being "about sixteen," and later on in the same book that Vanyel is described as "the younger" of the two.
This makes Vanyel 15 during Magic's Pawn, and 28 during Magic's Promise.
As for Magic's Price: the easiest way to track Vanyel's age is through Jisa. In chapter one of Magic's Price, she's referred to as being "fifteen and the daughter of the king," and in chapter two of Magic's Promise she's mentioned as a "six-year-old." This gives us a nine-year difference.
And so, Vanyel is 15 during Magic's Pawn, 28 during Magic's Promise, and 37 during Magic's Price and at his death.
Pinning Down an Actual Place on the Timeline
798 AF is when Randale took the throne, and we know from chapter one of Magic's Promise that the truce with the Karsites that Elspeth Peacemaker had wrought fell apart when she died, "the moment poor Randale took the throne." We know from the same place that this is when Vanyel started pushing himself. Presuming he headed out to the Karsite border almost immediately, we know he was there for at least three years -- I'm basing that on the reference to Guardsman Jonne, plus references to "two years" of damage to his lute-case, plus Tantras's reference to Vanyel having spent "most of a year" substituting for five Heralds on the Karsite border. So. Call it three years. (Might be four, but I cannot for the life of me find the reference that makes me think this.)
That means that Magic's Promise begins in 801 AF. Given Vanyel is 28 at this point, and was 15 in Magic's Pawn, we have a difference of 13 years, which by simple subtraction sets Magic's Price in 788 AF, which gives us ten years to work with before it all goes to hell.
Using the same math and deriving from Vanyel's previously established age of 37 in Magic's Price, nine years after Magic's Promise -- that means that Magic's Price takes place in 810 AF.
Now. How does Ingress fit into this?
Ingress is seven currently, and Elspeth Peacemaker is alive. I believe, in the fic I've written (er, almost completely), I set Vanyel as being 21 when Ingress visited Valdemar the first time-- which makes the year 794, and four years before Elspeth Peacemaker's death.
This means that Ingress will be seventeen and likely ready for her internship circuit in 804 -- after the events of the Lineas-Baires disaster outlined in Magic's Promise and as things begin to get dicey, but enough before Vanyel's death that she can be well-established by the time that the events of Magic's Price take place. Ingress will be 23 when Vanyel dies, and well able to begin diplomatic work as an Opener Herald-- long before the events of Vanyel's spell from Sorrows to remove the memory of mages kick in about 60 - 70 years later, soon after Stefen's death. And, as her Gift is established as analogous to Fetching, she won't be a target for Leareth's tricks during the timeframe of Magic's Price.
Whew. I think that's it. Comments, questions, analysis? Did I miss anything?
ETA: I knew I forgot something. Re: timeframe for Ingress and how it affects where Vanyel is in time at present -- I don't know, Rym, how/when you were looking to bring him in from, but since Ingress's presence in Valdemar can be easily linked to Megwyn's back-and-forth, and time is tricksy in London Below to begin with, we can slot her "return" to Valdemar for training where it needs to be in terms of the actual year without interfering at all with how you want to handle things for Vanyel. She'll only be making occasional visits until she returns for training, so this applies all the way up through the events of Magic's Promise, if we presume that she comes to start her Heraldic training at about age 15, in 802 AF. If you are planning to run him through Magic's Price and then bring him in dead from Sorrows afterwards, that will take a bit more tweaking but should be workable-- I have a couple of theories on how it could be handled, so.
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Jan. 10th, 2009 05:21 pmIngress loved staying with Amy and her family in Ambergelder. The dancing, the yummy feasts, the pretty dresses, having fun without thinking about anything but pleasant holiday thoughts. She was sad to leave, but she knew it was good to go back for Tom's birthday. It made Door smile, too, having her back. She missed them, too, of course, but she wasn't sad when it was time to go to Shadow with Sallie.
Shadow is totally different from Ambergelder. It's not as fancy, but there are things Ingress has never seen there. Megwyn has a nice stable to stay in, and plenty of hands to help take care of her. There's plenty of room to ride and race and explore.
And, of course, Sallie is there, and she keeps Ingress busy in very good ways. Today she's promised Ingress they'll bake a pie! She's never baked a pie before.
Ingress is reading a book on the sofa, waiting, and warming herself before the big fireplace. It's funny; the fire in the hearth looks a little like the fires she's seen wizards and witches step out of when visiting the Wizarding world with Tom. She wonders why, but mostly, she just enjoys sitting here, not having to be scared or worried. It's brilliant.
Shadow is totally different from Ambergelder. It's not as fancy, but there are things Ingress has never seen there. Megwyn has a nice stable to stay in, and plenty of hands to help take care of her. There's plenty of room to ride and race and explore.
And, of course, Sallie is there, and she keeps Ingress busy in very good ways. Today she's promised Ingress they'll bake a pie! She's never baked a pie before.
Ingress is reading a book on the sofa, waiting, and warming herself before the big fireplace. It's funny; the fire in the hearth looks a little like the fires she's seen wizards and witches step out of when visiting the Wizarding world with Tom. She wonders why, but mostly, she just enjoys sitting here, not having to be scared or worried. It's brilliant.
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Jul. 3rd, 2008 07:48 pmIt's time. It's finally time to go home. Ingress and Megwyn stand in front of an old stone wall some ways from the main road to Haven. The wall is screened by trees, thus making Tom and Door's sudden appearance less noticeable for anyone who might be passing by.
Ingress shifts impatiently from one foot to another. Since the incident in the woods, she's been counting the minutes to go home. She stayed in bed with a sick tummy the rest of that miserable day, but she made herself get up and go about the last full day of her visit. As she passed by people, said goodbye, and did her chores, she wondered what they really thought of her. Did the big kids in their gray uniforms think her strange and wrong? Did the other Companions? She knew Megwyn didn't, but how could she be sure of anything? She thought everyone liked her.
Finally two figures appear in front of the stones, stepping from the world of her birth to the world chosen for her future.
Ingress shifts impatiently from one foot to another. Since the incident in the woods, she's been counting the minutes to go home. She stayed in bed with a sick tummy the rest of that miserable day, but she made herself get up and go about the last full day of her visit. As she passed by people, said goodbye, and did her chores, she wondered what they really thought of her. Did the big kids in their gray uniforms think her strange and wrong? Did the other Companions? She knew Megwyn didn't, but how could she be sure of anything? She thought everyone liked her.
Finally two figures appear in front of the stones, stepping from the world of her birth to the world chosen for her future.
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Jun. 18th, 2008 07:59 pmIngress kept busy on her holidays to Valdemar. Savil made sure of that. She performed her duties on the Duty Roster, attended to Megwyn's needs as all the other Heralds and Heralds-in-training did, and served as page to the court. She observed appropriate lessons in the Collegium once in a while. She had the opportunity to meet get to know other students and their Companions, and she made many friends amongst the pages and younger, unaffiliated students in the Collegium. Sometimes, she simply spent her time exploring her future world, with Megwyn by her side.
Today she had an afternoon free, and she went with her friends, and fellow pages, Larl and Byman to play in the woods near the Companions Field. Wooden swords, shields, and scrapes and bruises of varying severity comprised most of the play, but there was time for exploring, as well.
Joining them were two older girls from the Collegium who had drifted by as they had set off and invited themselves along. They were unaffiliated students in the Collegium who knew Byman's family well, all being highborns from Westmark. Ingress remembered one of the girls, Kessa, from her last visit. She hadn't been very nice, but it wasn't for Ingress to say they couldn't join in.
She could ignore Kessa's frosty looks and her bossing the younger pages about. It was a pretty day, and Ingress was having fun, in spite of the intrusion.
As they climbed over a large, storm-felled tree trunk, Larl spotted something slithering in the leaves below. "Look, a snake!"
Kessa grabbed Byman's sword from his hand and imperiously swung her legs over the trunk. "Don't worry. I'll kill it."
"No, no, wait!" cried Ingress, alarmed. She vaulted over the trunk and clambered between Kessa and the small black snake. "It doesn't have a pointed head. Those are the only kinds that are really dangerous." Ingress had learned much about snakes from Tom and his menagerie.
Kessa glared at Ingress and pushed her aside. "Snakes are snakes. I'm killing it."
Ingress' feet tangled in the undergrowth, but she grabbed for a dead limb jutting from the trunk in time to steady herself. "Stop it," she demanded. "That snake isn't doing any harm. Leave it alone." She'd managed to scramble in front of Kessa again, and reached down to skillfully scoop up the snake. It coiled around her wrist, and she walked over to a line of bushes where she could safely deposit it.
"Why don't you let her just kill it?" asked Kessa's friend with a sneer. "Do you love the filthy creatures?" Ingress ignored the girl, and let the snake slither from her hands to safety.
She couldn't ignore what Kessa said next.
"Of course she loves filthy creatures," sneered Kessa. "She is one, after all."
The girls laughed with gleeful malice. Byman walked over to Ingress, and Larl followed. "Don't you talk to her like that, Kessa, or you neither, Siddra. Ingress is going to be a Herald, and she's my friend."
"Thanks, Byman," Ingress said, her face flushed red and her stomach tight.
"She shouldn't be," said Kessa, advancing on them. "She's from outKingdom; she's not one of us. She shouldn't even be allowed in Haven. I bet you she's a dark mage's child, what with that hair and those eyes and her love of snakes."
Ingress stood her ground, her head lifted high. "I'm a Lady of the House of Arch, and I belong here. I was Chosen."
"You're nothing but a Rethwellan brat from some miserable freeholding no one's heard of," said Kessa. "No one wants you here, running about Court like you belong. Valdemar doesn't need foreigners for Heralds."
When Kerowyn befriended Ingress, Tom, and Door in Milliways, she, along with Megwyn, helped them create an origin story for Ingress that would make sense for her transition to Valdemar. Rethwellan was far enough away from Valdemar to explain Ingress' differences. Or so they'd hoped. Ingress was careful not to talk about the Underside or Milliways or even her opening abilities to anyone but Savil and Vanyel and the others in her closest acquaintance.
"My brother's best friend has a friend who knows a Herald, and she told him that her Companion spoke with Yfandes and they want your Companion to get rid of you before it was too late," said Siddra, leaning against the stump with her arms casually crossed over her chest. "They can, you know. They can repudiate their Heralds. One did, not too long ago."
Ingress didn't know what repudiate meant, but it sounded like refused, and she knew what that meant. She looked to Larl and Byman. "That's not true, is it?" she whispered.
Larl shrugged and didn't meet her eyes. "It can happen. But this one, he did something bad, I heard. That's why it happened."
"Yes," agreed Kessa with a cruel smirk. "He did bad things because he was born wrong. He didn't belong in the ranks of the Heralds."
"Shut up, Kessa," Bayman yelled. "You're just jealous because you were never Chosen no matter how many times you walked around Companion's Field."
Ingress didn't hear this last. She felt like she'd been slapped, hard. She was angry and hurt and confused and she could find no words. She hadn't felt like this since-
The creatures who'd taken her from her mother's side had said cruel things to her. The thugs who kept her prisoner made her feel much the same as she did right now. She didn't want to remember. Her ears roared with the sound of her heart beat racing in her chest and she was hot and sick. All she could do was call for her Companion. ::Megwyn!::
::I heard, Chosen:: replied her Companion, her voice serious. ::I'm coming to you. You'll hear my bells soon. Walk out of the woods, and I'll be there:: She sent Ingress a wave of love and acceptance, which Ingress clung to for dear life.
"I don't care what either of you think," she finally said, her voice hushed, but not quivering, as she expected it to be. With that she turned and walked towards the tree line, determined not to cry where they could hear her, though her gasps for air sounded like sobs.
She did care what they thought. She cared very much for the first time in her life.
Today she had an afternoon free, and she went with her friends, and fellow pages, Larl and Byman to play in the woods near the Companions Field. Wooden swords, shields, and scrapes and bruises of varying severity comprised most of the play, but there was time for exploring, as well.
Joining them were two older girls from the Collegium who had drifted by as they had set off and invited themselves along. They were unaffiliated students in the Collegium who knew Byman's family well, all being highborns from Westmark. Ingress remembered one of the girls, Kessa, from her last visit. She hadn't been very nice, but it wasn't for Ingress to say they couldn't join in.
She could ignore Kessa's frosty looks and her bossing the younger pages about. It was a pretty day, and Ingress was having fun, in spite of the intrusion.
As they climbed over a large, storm-felled tree trunk, Larl spotted something slithering in the leaves below. "Look, a snake!"
Kessa grabbed Byman's sword from his hand and imperiously swung her legs over the trunk. "Don't worry. I'll kill it."
"No, no, wait!" cried Ingress, alarmed. She vaulted over the trunk and clambered between Kessa and the small black snake. "It doesn't have a pointed head. Those are the only kinds that are really dangerous." Ingress had learned much about snakes from Tom and his menagerie.
Kessa glared at Ingress and pushed her aside. "Snakes are snakes. I'm killing it."
Ingress' feet tangled in the undergrowth, but she grabbed for a dead limb jutting from the trunk in time to steady herself. "Stop it," she demanded. "That snake isn't doing any harm. Leave it alone." She'd managed to scramble in front of Kessa again, and reached down to skillfully scoop up the snake. It coiled around her wrist, and she walked over to a line of bushes where she could safely deposit it.
"Why don't you let her just kill it?" asked Kessa's friend with a sneer. "Do you love the filthy creatures?" Ingress ignored the girl, and let the snake slither from her hands to safety.
She couldn't ignore what Kessa said next.
"Of course she loves filthy creatures," sneered Kessa. "She is one, after all."
The girls laughed with gleeful malice. Byman walked over to Ingress, and Larl followed. "Don't you talk to her like that, Kessa, or you neither, Siddra. Ingress is going to be a Herald, and she's my friend."
"Thanks, Byman," Ingress said, her face flushed red and her stomach tight.
"She shouldn't be," said Kessa, advancing on them. "She's from outKingdom; she's not one of us. She shouldn't even be allowed in Haven. I bet you she's a dark mage's child, what with that hair and those eyes and her love of snakes."
Ingress stood her ground, her head lifted high. "I'm a Lady of the House of Arch, and I belong here. I was Chosen."
"You're nothing but a Rethwellan brat from some miserable freeholding no one's heard of," said Kessa. "No one wants you here, running about Court like you belong. Valdemar doesn't need foreigners for Heralds."
When Kerowyn befriended Ingress, Tom, and Door in Milliways, she, along with Megwyn, helped them create an origin story for Ingress that would make sense for her transition to Valdemar. Rethwellan was far enough away from Valdemar to explain Ingress' differences. Or so they'd hoped. Ingress was careful not to talk about the Underside or Milliways or even her opening abilities to anyone but Savil and Vanyel and the others in her closest acquaintance.
"My brother's best friend has a friend who knows a Herald, and she told him that her Companion spoke with Yfandes and they want your Companion to get rid of you before it was too late," said Siddra, leaning against the stump with her arms casually crossed over her chest. "They can, you know. They can repudiate their Heralds. One did, not too long ago."
Ingress didn't know what repudiate meant, but it sounded like refused, and she knew what that meant. She looked to Larl and Byman. "That's not true, is it?" she whispered.
Larl shrugged and didn't meet her eyes. "It can happen. But this one, he did something bad, I heard. That's why it happened."
"Yes," agreed Kessa with a cruel smirk. "He did bad things because he was born wrong. He didn't belong in the ranks of the Heralds."
"Shut up, Kessa," Bayman yelled. "You're just jealous because you were never Chosen no matter how many times you walked around Companion's Field."
Ingress didn't hear this last. She felt like she'd been slapped, hard. She was angry and hurt and confused and she could find no words. She hadn't felt like this since-
The creatures who'd taken her from her mother's side had said cruel things to her. The thugs who kept her prisoner made her feel much the same as she did right now. She didn't want to remember. Her ears roared with the sound of her heart beat racing in her chest and she was hot and sick. All she could do was call for her Companion. ::Megwyn!::
::I heard, Chosen:: replied her Companion, her voice serious. ::I'm coming to you. You'll hear my bells soon. Walk out of the woods, and I'll be there:: She sent Ingress a wave of love and acceptance, which Ingress clung to for dear life.
"I don't care what either of you think," she finally said, her voice hushed, but not quivering, as she expected it to be. With that she turned and walked towards the tree line, determined not to cry where they could hear her, though her gasps for air sounded like sobs.
She did care what they thought. She cared very much for the first time in her life.
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Feb. 25th, 2008 09:54 pmAs per backroom post, comment with your character's name (past, present, or uh, future?) and I will tell you:
1) how Tom Riddle or Ingress's opinion of the named character has changed over time, or
2) why Tom Riddle or Ingress does or does not get along/like/other with the named pup.
If you really want to ask about poor neglected Missouri, cracktastic Mojo Jojo, or any of my old characters (Susan Pevensie, Albus Dumbledore, etc.), go for it.
1) how Tom Riddle or Ingress's opinion of the named character has changed over time, or
2) why Tom Riddle or Ingress does or does not get along/like/other with the named pup.
If you really want to ask about poor neglected Missouri, cracktastic Mojo Jojo, or any of my old characters (Susan Pevensie, Albus Dumbledore, etc.), go for it.
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Aug. 8th, 2007 08:31 pm“Tom, can I ask you something?” Ingress sat at the kitchen table, coloring a picture while she waited for lunch.
“Of course you can, little one.” Tom waved his wand and flipped her grilled cheese sandwich in its pan. He was on lunch duty today, as Door was taking care of some unexpected business in Marble Arch. He winced and pointed at the scorched bread, vanishing the black bits made visible.
“Could Dickon come live with us? If he wanted?”
Tom frowned. A strict rule had been put into place about bringing children in need of a family to the House of Arch after Ingress brought Gavroche home. “Dickon? I think he’s happy with where he is, isn’t he?”
Ingress had been talking about Dickon a great deal lately. And drawing his picture. With copious amounts of hearts and flowers included. Door thought it was cute. It was all Tom could do not to go find the boy and give him a stern talking to, even though he seemed a well-behaved lad.
“I guess.” Ingress pushed away her drawing as Tom placed her plate of unburned grilled cheese in front of her. “It’s just- Megwyn said he couldn’t come to Valdemar, because she can only bring me there. But you and Door can come, so you could bring him? Or he could live here, and I’d see him when I came home?”
She looked so hopeful. How could such a young child be so smitten? He’d passed right over that phase to getting whomever he wished however he had to, and the mere thought of that kind of behavior in Ingress made his blood run cold.
“I think Dickon belongs in his world, Ingress, not ours nor yours in Valdemar. Sometimes there are reasons for people to leave their worlds. But I don’t think Dickon has one.” He hoped, anyway. Ingress was far too young for this.
Granted, he’d think she was far too young when she was thirty, but still.
Ingress chewed her sandwich, deep in thought. “That’s what Megwyn said, too. I asked how come you could leave your world and come to ours.”
“I had a reason. I wasn’t happy there, and it wasn’t the right place for me any longer. Does Dickon seem sad about living in Yorkshire?”
“No, he likes it very much. He’s always talking about his garden.”
“Then I don’t think he’d be happy here at all, for while we have gardens, we don’t have Yorkshire anywhere in London Below.”
“I guess.”
She looked terribly unhappy now, and Tom knew he’d said this all wrong. He hated getting things wrong where Ingress’ happiness was concerned. “Say, I have a little time this afternoon,” he said, even though he really didn’t. “Why don’t we go to Florean’s? We can get your favorite sundae as a special treat.”
“No, I think I want to go to the stables and help today.” She finished her last bite and slid out of her chair. The stables were close to the greenhouse, after all.
“Maybe tomorrow then? Or we can do something special when you come home from the stables.” He’d do any number of desperate things to make Ingress happy. Sometimes he just had no clue where to begin.
“Okay,” she said, placing her plate in the sink. She kissed Tom on the cheek and took off for Milliways. He watched her disappear through the painting and frowned again.
Ingress sat back against a bale of hay by the stable door. She had a good view of both the door to Milliways and the greenhouse.
She sighed. Today was not a very sparkly day. Even petting the horses on the nose didn't cheer her up.
“Of course you can, little one.” Tom waved his wand and flipped her grilled cheese sandwich in its pan. He was on lunch duty today, as Door was taking care of some unexpected business in Marble Arch. He winced and pointed at the scorched bread, vanishing the black bits made visible.
“Could Dickon come live with us? If he wanted?”
Tom frowned. A strict rule had been put into place about bringing children in need of a family to the House of Arch after Ingress brought Gavroche home. “Dickon? I think he’s happy with where he is, isn’t he?”
Ingress had been talking about Dickon a great deal lately. And drawing his picture. With copious amounts of hearts and flowers included. Door thought it was cute. It was all Tom could do not to go find the boy and give him a stern talking to, even though he seemed a well-behaved lad.
“I guess.” Ingress pushed away her drawing as Tom placed her plate of unburned grilled cheese in front of her. “It’s just- Megwyn said he couldn’t come to Valdemar, because she can only bring me there. But you and Door can come, so you could bring him? Or he could live here, and I’d see him when I came home?”
She looked so hopeful. How could such a young child be so smitten? He’d passed right over that phase to getting whomever he wished however he had to, and the mere thought of that kind of behavior in Ingress made his blood run cold.
“I think Dickon belongs in his world, Ingress, not ours nor yours in Valdemar. Sometimes there are reasons for people to leave their worlds. But I don’t think Dickon has one.” He hoped, anyway. Ingress was far too young for this.
Granted, he’d think she was far too young when she was thirty, but still.
Ingress chewed her sandwich, deep in thought. “That’s what Megwyn said, too. I asked how come you could leave your world and come to ours.”
“I had a reason. I wasn’t happy there, and it wasn’t the right place for me any longer. Does Dickon seem sad about living in Yorkshire?”
“No, he likes it very much. He’s always talking about his garden.”
“Then I don’t think he’d be happy here at all, for while we have gardens, we don’t have Yorkshire anywhere in London Below.”
“I guess.”
She looked terribly unhappy now, and Tom knew he’d said this all wrong. He hated getting things wrong where Ingress’ happiness was concerned. “Say, I have a little time this afternoon,” he said, even though he really didn’t. “Why don’t we go to Florean’s? We can get your favorite sundae as a special treat.”
“No, I think I want to go to the stables and help today.” She finished her last bite and slid out of her chair. The stables were close to the greenhouse, after all.
“Maybe tomorrow then? Or we can do something special when you come home from the stables.” He’d do any number of desperate things to make Ingress happy. Sometimes he just had no clue where to begin.
“Okay,” she said, placing her plate in the sink. She kissed Tom on the cheek and took off for Milliways. He watched her disappear through the painting and frowned again.
Ingress sat back against a bale of hay by the stable door. She had a good view of both the door to Milliways and the greenhouse.
She sighed. Today was not a very sparkly day. Even petting the horses on the nose didn't cheer her up.
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Jul. 7th, 2007 09:13 pmIngress lies back against Megwyn as they rest in meadow adjoining Ingress' room in London Below. They've been for a nice run, as they do most sunny days.
As Ingress watches the clouds pass by in a time past in a London no longer in existence, she twines her fingers through her Companion's mane and sighs.
::I'm so happy, Megwyn.:: She sends the thought with a bright blue wave of contentment.
As Ingress watches the clouds pass by in a time past in a London no longer in existence, she twines her fingers through her Companion's mane and sighs.
::I'm so happy, Megwyn.:: She sends the thought with a bright blue wave of contentment.
Slumber Birthday Party
May. 27th, 2007 05:18 pmThe tea party room in the House of Arch has been re-arranged. The chests of dress-up clothes are still there, but the large table is gone. In its place are comfy, overstuffed chairs, a long sofa, and several cushions and bean bags scattered about. There is a small table loaded with snacks like crisps, dips, cupcakes, candy, and soda. There's also a veggie tray and cheese and crackers for all of those over age eight.
An old model TV hooked up to VCR is set up with several video cassettes of movies such as The Aristocats, Sleeping Beauty, Shirley Temple classics, and other fun viewing choices.
Tom and Door have been busy escorting guests into the House, if they didn't already have access on their own, and the birthday girl greets them with squeeful happiness. Megwyn is already there, standing by a basket of fresh hay and apples. Even Companions need treats.
She is wearing pajamas with unicorns on them with a fluffy yellow robe on over. She is very excited and feeling very grown up. She's going to stay up all night.
An old model TV hooked up to VCR is set up with several video cassettes of movies such as The Aristocats, Sleeping Beauty, Shirley Temple classics, and other fun viewing choices.
Tom and Door have been busy escorting guests into the House, if they didn't already have access on their own, and the birthday girl greets them with squeeful happiness. Megwyn is already there, standing by a basket of fresh hay and apples. Even Companions need treats.
She is wearing pajamas with unicorns on them with a fluffy yellow robe on over. She is very excited and feeling very grown up. She's going to stay up all night.
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May. 11th, 2007 09:17 pmIngress likes tea parties. She runs a fine party, complete with enchanted china teacups which never spill (or break).
She also likes dress up. Of course. She has a trunk in the tea party room. It has big girls' clothes and little girls' clothes and several sizes in between. Most of them have lace or sparkles, and the rest have both.
Today there are extra special garments in the trunk. Ones of velvet and tattered silk, set aside for the most special of guests.
Sunny is in attendance for tea today. It is a special day indeed.
The glint of the tiaras and jewelry dripping from necks and wrists is blinding.
She also likes dress up. Of course. She has a trunk in the tea party room. It has big girls' clothes and little girls' clothes and several sizes in between. Most of them have lace or sparkles, and the rest have both.
Today there are extra special garments in the trunk. Ones of velvet and tattered silk, set aside for the most special of guests.
Sunny is in attendance for tea today. It is a special day indeed.
The glint of the tiaras and jewelry dripping from necks and wrists is blinding.
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Sep. 12th, 2006 09:42 pmIngress, as most small children do, has intense phases in which she finds out all she can about a certain subject. She's gone on pirate binges in which she read nothing but pirate stories, drew nothing but pirate pictures, and played nothing but pirate games. She's done this with horses, dinosaurs, princesses (of course), and squids.
Sometimes she runs across a picture or a story, and her memory is jogged. So it is that she and Tom walk out to the lake, to see if Ingress can catch sight of Sunshine Dust, the glitter squid.
And who knows, maybe one day Mr. Julia Fruitnugget will return.
"I hope she's there still," she says, running ahead of Tom into the cool fall-like day. "I haven't looked in a long time."
Sometimes she runs across a picture or a story, and her memory is jogged. So it is that she and Tom walk out to the lake, to see if Ingress can catch sight of Sunshine Dust, the glitter squid.
And who knows, maybe one day Mr. Julia Fruitnugget will return.
"I hope she's there still," she says, running ahead of Tom into the cool fall-like day. "I haven't looked in a long time."
The Princess Birthday Ball
Jun. 13th, 2006 04:56 pmThe huge, white tent sprawls on the lawn beside the lake. It has been transfigured there for a very special occasion. A stone walkway leads from the bar to the tent - the pavements are wide enough that ladies' dresses won't trail on the ground as they make their way to the entrance. Over the draped curtains of the entrance way is a large banner which reads "Happy 7th Birthday, Ingress".
Once inside, the honored guests will be in the midst of an enchanted ballroom. There are balloons drifting in bunches from the circular tables lining the sides of the large dance floor. Floating candlabras glow with gentle light from above. There are trees in large ornamental pots interspersed throughout sparkling with fairy lights from real fairies.
One long banquet table is positioned on along the side of the ballroom - there are treats of all description. Little finger sandwiches, chopped up fruit, cookies, cheese and crackers, and other child-friendly h'ors douerves are presented to make sure the dancers are sustained throughout the the party. There are large bowls of ice cream (kept cold with magic)and sundae fixings. Punch bowls of sherbet-flavored drinks await ladling into crystal goblets. But most impressive is the large birthday cake with blue, purple, and pink icing roses festooning it.
Ingress is busy greeting her guests in her gown - a birthday gift from Amy and Susan - but soon she'll be dancing to the music provided by the overlarge Gramophone in the corner, which is playing a wide array of dancing music from waltz standards to court music to pop hits of the 20th century.
Tom, who's pretty tired from the magical effort required to pull this off, is in the background making sure his little girl is having a perfect party, and Princess Amy is helping Ingress in her hostess duties.
Come in and enjoy the party!
Once inside, the honored guests will be in the midst of an enchanted ballroom. There are balloons drifting in bunches from the circular tables lining the sides of the large dance floor. Floating candlabras glow with gentle light from above. There are trees in large ornamental pots interspersed throughout sparkling with fairy lights from real fairies.
One long banquet table is positioned on along the side of the ballroom - there are treats of all description. Little finger sandwiches, chopped up fruit, cookies, cheese and crackers, and other child-friendly h'ors douerves are presented to make sure the dancers are sustained throughout the the party. There are large bowls of ice cream (kept cold with magic)and sundae fixings. Punch bowls of sherbet-flavored drinks await ladling into crystal goblets. But most impressive is the large birthday cake with blue, purple, and pink icing roses festooning it.
Ingress is busy greeting her guests in her gown - a birthday gift from Amy and Susan - but soon she'll be dancing to the music provided by the overlarge Gramophone in the corner, which is playing a wide array of dancing music from waltz standards to court music to pop hits of the 20th century.
Tom, who's pretty tired from the magical effort required to pull this off, is in the background making sure his little girl is having a perfect party, and Princess Amy is helping Ingress in her hostess duties.
Come in and enjoy the party!
Diary Entry
Apr. 10th, 2006 09:38 pmDear Diary,
I am mad. I am very very mad and I am sad to. We went to Florean's ice creem parlore yesturday and it was closed. Tom and Door said sumthing bad had happend and it wont be open again for a while.
I hurd Tom say Florean was missing. I hope he's okay and he's not in the dark with spiders like I was. I liked him and he always said hi to me and floted cheries on my sundays.
I hate bad guys. Why do they have to be mean and take people away and kill people and hate everyone? Why can't they just be nice? It's eazy to smile and lagh and be nice.
I can't wate to be a Herald.
I am mad. I am very very mad and I am sad to. We went to Florean's ice creem parlore yesturday and it was closed. Tom and Door said sumthing bad had happend and it wont be open again for a while.
I hurd Tom say Florean was missing. I hope he's okay and he's not in the dark with spiders like I was. I liked him and he always said hi to me and floted cheries on my sundays.
I hate bad guys. Why do they have to be mean and take people away and kill people and hate everyone? Why can't they just be nice? It's eazy to smile and lagh and be nice.
I can't wate to be a Herald.
Dear Diary, first entry
Apr. 1st, 2006 11:52 pmDear Diary,
Lucy gave you to me and said that all good riters keep a diary. I like her as my teacher. We read poems and she said we'd write some soon! I like poems!
I miss Mary Poppins but I love Amy and Martha is nice but she dusn't kno how to make pancakes in funny shapes. Door said she would help her lern how.
Doyle is a good teacher too. He is funny and when he sneezes he goes all spikey on his head! Master Windu isn't funny, but he's smart like Tom's smart. I like school.
Oh! And Meg is teaching me ballay, and it's so much fun! And Sallie says I have to praktiss lots on peano, but I like playing the peano. Profeser Merriman is not like the othr teachers. He's not meen, but he's not funny. He's smart too and I like lerning Latin even thouh it's hard. We havn't had a feeld trip with Ace yet, but we will soon.
Megwyn took me to meet Kalira. She was sad. I was scaired, and I thot I would be happy. Kalira was sick and lookt all rumplee and she missed her Chosen. I didn't know what to do. Megwyn talked to me and it was better.
Tom is sad and grumpy agan, but he says it's not becos of us. He said we make evreething better. He lookt funny when I said I was keeping a diary but Door said she kept one when she was little too.
Okay, that's all for now. But I shall write in you later! Bye diary!
Lucy gave you to me and said that all good riters keep a diary. I like her as my teacher. We read poems and she said we'd write some soon! I like poems!
I miss Mary Poppins but I love Amy and Martha is nice but she dusn't kno how to make pancakes in funny shapes. Door said she would help her lern how.
Doyle is a good teacher too. He is funny and when he sneezes he goes all spikey on his head! Master Windu isn't funny, but he's smart like Tom's smart. I like school.
Oh! And Meg is teaching me ballay, and it's so much fun! And Sallie says I have to praktiss lots on peano, but I like playing the peano. Profeser Merriman is not like the othr teachers. He's not meen, but he's not funny. He's smart too and I like lerning Latin even thouh it's hard. We havn't had a feeld trip with Ace yet, but we will soon.
Megwyn took me to meet Kalira. She was sad. I was scaired, and I thot I would be happy. Kalira was sick and lookt all rumplee and she missed her Chosen. I didn't know what to do. Megwyn talked to me and it was better.
Tom is sad and grumpy agan, but he says it's not becos of us. He said we make evreething better. He lookt funny when I said I was keeping a diary but Door said she kept one when she was little too.
Okay, that's all for now. But I shall write in you later! Bye diary!
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