for once the shadows gave way to light

[fahye]

One of these days I'll take this song off repeat...one of these days.

My large-scale nervous breakdowns have dulled down into daily smaller ones. Mrs Tregoning says I'm doing too much. My mother says I'm doing too much. I'm so stressed that even when I have free time all I can do is stare at blank pages and worry about all the things that I'm not doing.

And today I got hideously sick, missed dance festival, came home and collapsed into bed.

Sometimes just keeping myself going seems like too much effort.



Mordred didn’t much like the smell of libraries – it was a strange mixture of old dust and new ink that made him feel like sneezing. He brushed a hand absently along a shelf of neatly arranged books, clinically admiring the collection his father had acquired. Every one hand cut and written, the King’s library was generally considered to be the best in England, and one of the best in the world. Or so he had been assured by Galahad, whose eyes became distant and voice became hushed at the very thought of it. Mordred didn’t understand the boy, but he quite liked the predictability to be gained by his scholarly nature. It was raining, the palace was quiet and Mordred was bored – and he knew with utmost confidence that his favourite source of diversion would be settled in the library devouring one of his beloved books with that gorgeously pensive look on his face, one lip caught between his teeth in concentration and eyes flicking absently from side to side.

The Pendragon caught a flash of green cloth through the shelves and smiled slightly, his feet falling softly more out of a desire to surprise the boy than any sense of reverence for the heavy sort of silence that seemed to pervade the library. But it wasn’t as quiet as usual, he could hear… voices? Yes.

And as he glanced cautiously over to the small table he saw the source, a few people standing and conversing quietly. Galahad appeared to be ignoring them, eyes fixed firmly on the book he was holding, but Mordred certainly wasn’t about to risk approaching the du Lac in front of others. He quickly pulled a book at random from the nearest shelf and started to flick through it, eyes blinking unseeingly at the words and ears straining to hear the conversation.



Started Monstrous Regiment. Strongly in love with Maladict. Pissed off at the characterisation of William, but you can't have everything.

Ashie, my dear? Jen has invited Tez to meet her parents >.< Don't blame me, the poor girl panicked and latched onto the first comforting presence she could think of.

Comments

[woodstock-21.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Get better Frar. Make sure you're taking time to just relax. That's all I can say. Take time. Pace yourself. And, most of all, remember that all of us love you very much. We don't want you to suffer any more than you have to. *thinks* Yeah, that's all I have to say. *hugs again*

[not-in-denial.livejournal.com]

AsdlkrflkasfslkjAZZMSPASMBLAH. Didn't I tell you not to go burning yourself out?! REST DAMN YOU REST.

No one listens to me, I swear...

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I am going to bed at 10 tonight *hides*

[littledust.livejournal.com]

Doing too much for too long destroys your health. Trust me, mine's in shambles. I'm getting sick AGAIN. x.x;; Learn from my sad example.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

That would explain the getting sick... *sighs*

Another five weeks. Oh joy.

[yakalskovich]

Poor Frarsie. Just hold on to the thought about the five weeks: at some stage, this will be over. Time passes naturally. At least that's what I kept telling myself in such situations. The problem with it, of course, is hurrying up dreadfully to do what you're supposed to during that time passig naturally...

[tez-terrible.livejournal.com]

Hehee, no, I don't mind. Tez really doesn't mind.

[ashen_key]

*kicks something* Gah, stupid meta-posting.

[c-carol.livejournal.com]

Isn't Maladict cool? We gotta get one in the RPG.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

*HUGS* Honey, you really ARE doing too much. Way, waaaaaaaaaaaay too much. I mean, I do nowhere near as much as you and even *I'm* having breakdowns! Make yourself a hot chocolate, okay? Just allocate an hour or so out on the weekend to relax in and don't let yourself feel guilty about it. You need to de-stress. Remember, it's only 2 weeks until Testing Week, and then there's the long weekend and school is a bludge. And holidays after that. You'll be fine, you've just got to make sure you don't burn yourself out in the meantime.

[amayonolune.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Dearest Fra-zie you shouldn't stress yourself like this.
Take your time when you can. k? Be kind to yourself sometimes.
Snuggle up somewhere warm and dream for a bit. I like doing that.
*hugs again*

*giggle* dear dear that Mordred. Searching Galahad out in the Library.
However I like rain, so the rain made me happy. *dances*

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

I should work on that scene. It links up to the one where Galahad gets his broken wrist set.

[ashen_key]

Ok, well, I'm back again, but obviously not on MSN seeing Dad is a control freak and I'm in his account *grumble* What's going to happen with the whole Tez-defending-Jen-to-Parents-thing? Because, really, with the amount of flirting going on in the comments, let alone what would happen when they were together in person...

[fahye.livejournal.com]

I think the Parents are going to assume that Tez is Jen's boyfriend, which could be all sorts of fun.

Uh, yes. Possibly we should restrain them in case they start kissing on the table.

[ashen_key]

Oooh, yeah. For both counts.

Parent: So, Mister Darwin, what do you do for a living?
Tez: uh...

Man, I want to log this now.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Tez: ...wizard.

Parent: Isn't there a rule against girlfriends?

Tez: ....shit.

[ashen_key]

*giggles*

Tez: Well, really, I'm a student wizard, not a wizard-wizard...erm...