@sieglindeweek Day 7--Open

Photo: Jaykid

Elizabeth, I

You know i’m a product of my time and my place In this society of falseness and empty smiles We all are pretenders attempting to cover our tracks Uncomfortably fitting in these tiny little boxes built by our fathers and their fathers and cushioned in silk and velvet by our suffocatingly irregular mothers Who love us and leave us and scold us and mold us Into perfect dolls with curled hair small feet soft skin downcast eyes and Birds stuck in the cage of our ribs, dying to break free, dying, dying

I’m not who I’m told I am I’m cute but too much, I’m happy but not really, I’m doing my duty to my family and my queen but it’s not what i want

I’m going to marry a beautiful dangerous boy Who i love but don’t Who loves me but not like he should, who loves his darkness and his demons more than my sweet sunlight And we can’t offer each other the things we need to breathe

I feel empty and dry and cold like a desert at night and full like a cup of wine, overflowing overwhelmed as they pour so much into me, all these worthless expectations of who I desperately need to be but am not

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Elizabeth, II

Sweet lord I wish I could drink from you like a well of bright clean water You are so much, so heartbreakingly real and close You’ve lived your life in a box smaller than mine, but now that you’ve been thrown into our world of castles made of Yet more of these boxes Stacked neatly in obedience-shaped piles You are not like your box, nor mine, nor anyone’s that I’ve seen before You are your own shape despite everything that life has taken from you and I find that yours is the most captivating shape of all, perfect enough for me to lose myself into

Your clear existence can’t be put into a mold or into words I’ve not lived long enough to have a collection of words big enough to describe you Or the way you make me feel Like if only I got to be with you, if only I got to drink from your soul of souls, your sweet tears of laughter Only then i feel i could be free

I sit and look at you, your forest eyes and your broken feet, your snow-soft hands And I’m filled with longing, more suited for dark nights and forbidden books filled with sin And my glass of wine is overflowing still, with commandments and orders and threats of Eternal Hell, but I don’t care about God Or I do, but I think if he has ever felt how I feel, he would not condemn me because this, if anything, is true beauty

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Sieglinde, I

Lizzie, Lizzie - Ich liebe dich -- Ich will immer mit dir zusammen sein -

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Elizabeth, III

I bury my face in your damp midnight hair You smell of me, of roses and sweets We’ve taken a bath, in warm water and in bliss You feel sleepy-soft and safe and I I would hold you like this always if I could I would make you a home somewhere else, where you could be my queen and I could be your dreams and your hope You look at me and I see so much in your eyes, so much love So much need For me, and for this world of ours But I see you reflect what is around us, as well, i see you reflect the silky walls closing in on us

And I know that love, here, isn’t quite enough.

@sieglindeweek Day 6--Languages

Something I wonder about once the Emerald Witch arc gets animated (which looks like will happen since each arc is slowly getting animated now): will Sieglinde be speaking German? She does have that hilarious language barrier and miscommunication with Ciel, and I most definitely want to see that animated. 

Does that mean Sebastian will be conversing with her in German as well? He was the only one among the Phantomhive household who could communicate with her, and taught her English. So, in the English dub, would there be another voice actor to speak in German, while J Michael Tatum stays with the English-speaking lines? 

And in a German dub, what would Sieglinde be speaking in then?

Cosplay photo by Kin Photography. 

Thanks for everyone taking part for #sieglindeweek so far, it’s amazing!

Day 5: Romance / Fantasies / Curiosity