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narniaexchange. HOP TO.
Fairy Tales, post-PC, "At St Finbarr's, Susan tells the girls fairy stories before bed, and Lucy remembers how they really went." YOU GUYS OMG. Excerpt from my comment: "how lives become fairy tales, what stories explain, what stories DON'T EXPLAIN and what THAT explains. one big game of telephone spanning a thousand years, several lifetimes, and many loves. things lost and things retained of your own volition or otherwise and SORRY I AM ONE BIG BAG OF FLAIL RIGHT NOW"
And, a drabble. AND IT IS NOT NARNIA. Because Juliet and Jeremy Darling continue to be the best thing about this mediocre show that I for some reason can't stop watching.
Going Blonde
Dirty Sexy Money. Jeremy, Juliet. Rated G.
Juliet goes blonde.
It wasn't a shock, because Juliet had been blabbing it for weeks: which salon she would go to, what she would do to celebrate afterwards. But it was still discombobulating, just a little, to see her hair so suddenly and aggressively blond. One more little way that they are not so alike anymore, and Jeremy had to reach out and touch it as if to ascertain that, yes, it was the same hair, and in fact the very same that he yanked when they were younger, in the casually cruel way of children.
"It's really shiny," he concluded.
"And really soft," Juliet added enthusiastically and, as if to prove her point, shook her head from side to side so that her newly blonde hair bounced and danced against her cheeks. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah," he grinned, and she grinned too. Threw her arms around him then scampered away to show off to Karen, whom Juliet believed would never pull off blonde her whole life ever.
narniaexchange. HOP TO.Fairy Tales, post-PC, "At St Finbarr's, Susan tells the girls fairy stories before bed, and Lucy remembers how they really went." YOU GUYS OMG. Excerpt from my comment: "how lives become fairy tales, what stories explain, what stories DON'T EXPLAIN and what THAT explains. one big game of telephone spanning a thousand years, several lifetimes, and many loves. things lost and things retained of your own volition or otherwise and SORRY I AM ONE BIG BAG OF FLAIL RIGHT NOW"
And, a drabble. AND IT IS NOT NARNIA. Because Juliet and Jeremy Darling continue to be the best thing about this mediocre show that I for some reason can't stop watching.
Going Blonde
Dirty Sexy Money. Jeremy, Juliet. Rated G.
Juliet goes blonde.
It wasn't a shock, because Juliet had been blabbing it for weeks: which salon she would go to, what she would do to celebrate afterwards. But it was still discombobulating, just a little, to see her hair so suddenly and aggressively blond. One more little way that they are not so alike anymore, and Jeremy had to reach out and touch it as if to ascertain that, yes, it was the same hair, and in fact the very same that he yanked when they were younger, in the casually cruel way of children.
"It's really shiny," he concluded.
"And really soft," Juliet added enthusiastically and, as if to prove her point, shook her head from side to side so that her newly blonde hair bounced and danced against her cheeks. "Do you like it?"
"Yeah," he grinned, and she grinned too. Threw her arms around him then scampered away to show off to Karen, whom Juliet believed would never pull off blonde her whole life ever.
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