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His Easel. It packs up to precisely the right size and has a sturdy handle.
His Palette. It fits perfectly in his hand and he has had it for years.
A Miniature Portrait. It was found on his mother’s person upon her death and Cyril has kept it since that day. It was his first attempt at a portrait of her and to be frank, it isn’t terribly good. It barely looked like the woman. But he was only 10 at the time. He loved his mother who encouraged him to pursue his dreams and always encouraged his talents.
Strawberry tart. There is no finer dessert in his humble opinion - tastes as marvellous licked off a lover’s skin as it does off of a plate.
His Sketchbook. He always has one at his fingertips because you never know when inspiration may strike.
Lumpia Shanghai. His favourite dish that his mother prepared every year for him, personally, on his birthday. It never fails to remind him of her.
His Apartment. When life at the Viscount’s residence becomes too constricting, Cyril retreats to his small apartment. It is meant to be a studio only but Cyril and his beleaguered valet often spend days, weeks or months in the place.
His studio room. The light is perfection, his bed only a room away and he can remain there for days at a time, losing himself in his task and painting as inspiration strikes.
Tatyana De Rossi. The only thing in this world, at present, that he loves more than himself.
I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. I know it's my fault, and you'd say the same. We broke even before your accident, but I was too scared - too much of a coward - to leave. You deserved better, despite the crap you put me through. I know you hate me; you have every right to, but not as much as I hate myself. The day we split, you told me this would happen, and I didn't believe you. No, it's not even that. I didn't want to believe you. You'd lied so much, played with my emotions, and pushed me until I gave in, and I wasn't going to be that person anymore, so I ignored it. I overlooked your warning and all the signs I saw along the way until it was too late.
My kids - your kids - deserved better than you. Better than what you couldn't give to them. They have that now, so you don't need to worry. I'm sorry I pushed you to the edge; however, I'm not sorry I left.
I hope you can rest in peace, whatever that might mean for you.
viii. i dreamt last night of a sign that read, “the end of love”.
coraline glances towards the floor, memories of that doomed day replaying in her head. she can see it so vividly, so clearly as if she could be back there again. to witness it all again, to sit in the blood and hold her brother’s body — unmoving with her face pale and hands shaking.
if only she hadn’t left them. she had only been gone for an hour, and by the time she had come back everything was ruined. coraline had only gone out to hang out with amycus at the time. now, it’s one of her biggest regrets.
“i shouldn’t have left.” she states, hands balling into fists. “if i would have just stayed for a little longer — maybe —“ coraline had dwelled on it for a long time. the what if’s, and maybes and all the different outcomes that could’ve happened if she hadn’t left their house. “i shouldn’t have left them.” she whispers, eyes starting to fill with tears but anger in her eyes.
a never ending anger and a bit of guilt too. always stayed with her, always followed her. the ghosts of the past walk with her wherever she goes. the memories stain her life. she is full of rage, full of sorrow, cracking at every seam and internally screaming for the ones she lost that day.
what do you think of alecto and walden spending time together?
vii. i’m afraid of change, guess that’s why we stay the same.
coraline’s face contorts into anger, but then shifts into sadness. “it fucking infuriates me.” she growls out, hands balling into fists. it makes her angry and worried — will walden take leave of her to be with alecto? would she be left alone? “i don’t want-“ him to leave me. she bites her tongue before the rest can come out.
walden macnair was her best and only friend, even family. she won’t say that, but it is true. it is hard to imagine her life without him around. she doesn’t want to feel like she needs anyone but she would be desperate if he were to leave. she already feels that pathetic desperation tightening on her heart knowing that they have gone away together once now.
i don’t want to lose him. i don’t want to lose him to alecto. i don’t want to be alone. he means a lot to me. shut up, shut up. her mind swirls and she rubs at her face — trying to pull herself out of it. “it makes me so fucking mad.” she hissed again, her voice a little high an shrill. “out of all the people — her!”
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coraline shrugs, staring at her hands as she tries to get her thoughts into order. there were so many – how alecto hurt her, how everything ended, how they talk now and sometimes it seemed like… something. she didn’t want to read into anything, didn’t even know if alecto had much feelings left for coraline but she knew her own feelings towards the carrow woman.
she missed her. they had been best friends, and it was hard to let go of that. she was a lonely person, deep down, who still wanted to have her old friends around. coraline would never exactly admit it to anyone, though. nor would she ever really tell her feelings and thoughts to alecto.
“i don’t know.” she mumbles. “it’s – it sort of hurts,” it tumbles out of her mouth before she can stop it. “hurts and, and makes me miss her more but also gives me comfort?” coraline didn’t mean to get so worked up over this stuff, but tonight was just one of those tear filled nights. usually, she was quick to anger but tonight she couldn’t help but be filled with sorrow for everything. “i don’t want to talk about it, anymore.” she sniffles, turning her face away and curling in on herself.
are you scared someone will actually take you up on your pleas to die one day?
iv. the lessons are so much less obvious the further you get from home
coraline taps her leg, seemingly impatient and annoyed. if she were to die some day, staring down someone’s wand – she can’t muster up any sort of will to be afraid. if she were afraid to die, wouldn’t she have not asked others to kill her in the first place? she has of yet, to find someone that would be willing to carry it out. even christopher wouldn’t do it no matter how much she pleaded with him.
“no.” she scoffs, shaking her head. it was a stupid question, to her. “i wouldn’t be asking if i was fucking was scared, right?” hissing, she crossed her arms against her chest. she curled in on herself, her face falling into a bored expression but sadness tinged her eyes. “i just want to see my family again, is that too much to ask for?”
it sort of was. in this life, they were no more and so she would never see them again except for their names on a gravestone. and no one knows what happens in the afterlife, but she is set that she would see her brothers and little sister once again.
iii. i suppose someday these roads will reach the sea. it’s safe to say they’re tailor-made for replaying scenes, but I’m too pensive to decide what’s real. all cause you left me with a heart chock-full of chills
her eyes alight with anger, her mouth turning into a thin line. bellatrix seemed to have no qualms about throwing coraline away, as if their friendship had meant nothing. all those years together, all meant nothing. they hadn’t meant nothing to coraline, they were some of her happiest times. bellatrix and alecto had been her bestest friends once upon a time – did bellatrix see it all differently?
now, the eldest black sister was nothing but rude to her. mean and nasty, as if they hadn’t the soft history that they did. as if coraline hadn’t relayed all her lifetime of feelings and secrets to the woman when they were young. the bellatrix now – was one that coraline didn’t know. she didn’t want to know her anymore, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t miss bellatrix.
“i wish i could say no.” she spits this out, “how i want to say no.” she hisses, bitter and angry and oh so heart broken.