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Madeline C. Proctor's InsaneJournal:
| Monday, December 24th, 2007 | |
| 8:09 pm | 11 September 1942 Asher Greengrass was admitted a few days ago. I saw him, earlier, in passing, and dear Christ, he looks like Antonio. Not the coloring, but his face. Tonio's nose, and mouth, and the way his eyes are placed. Not the cheekbones, not really, but quite definitely the chin. We always thought we would have more time, once the war was over. But in the end, we had none. He died, and that was that, there was nothing left of him but the cousins he despised, and a wedding certificate in a drawer. Not even a body. Current Mood:  nostalgic |
| Monday, September 24th, 2007 | |
| 8:58 pm | Late Night 8th/Very early morning 9th September 1942 ( Ercole Zabini was admitted two days ago. ) Current Mood:  perplexed |
| Monday, June 18th, 2007 | |
| 11:35 pm | Late afternoon, 5 September 1942 Well, as research trips go, this one has been pretty much useless. Any faerie blood in the various communities of the Forest of Dean is so far back that, if it shows at all, it shows only in strangeness, which could also be attributed to their habit of marrying their cousins, (to be fair, it seems like, for a long time there was no one to marry but their cousins, but it hasn't precisely done wonders for their genetic diversity). Either way, faerie blood is negligible at best, and it would need an extensive study to determine what is the result of what. Which I don't have time to do, and, the way things are going, will not have the chance to do for the forseeable future. Luckily, this was a holiday, not a research trip, and while the little personal research I did was unsatisfactory, the rest I got was most certainly not. I feel, to borrow a phrase from my mother, bright eyed and bushy tailed, and ready for anything! On second thoughts, having written that, I'd better be ready for anything, because I'll probably arrive back, and promptly be called in because of a crisis. Or called in because a crisis happened in my absence. And now I need to pack, because I'm taking the last train out of Gloucester this afternoon, in order to be able to be back at work tomorrow morning, and it leaves in an hour and three quarters. Thank heavens for apparation! Current Mood:  calm |