Raoul Silva (
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paradisa2013-08-09 09:07 pm
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[ Hello all public enemy number one has decided to crawl out from underneath his rock and make a journal entry. However this time there's a slight change to his voice...the cockiness and arrogance is still there but it's a little distant. It's as if there's something playing on his already damaged mind.]
Ah memories...they are such fragile things are they not?
There are some schools of thought that say a person's personality is defined by his memories. Whether it be the memory of a mothers warm embrace, that first kiss with the fairer sex or the pain of a betrayal from a friend they all make us what we are today.
So for the castle to manipulate them...to add them or remove them entirely in such a way is very wicked indeed.
[Is he referring to his time at Hogwarts or is he talking about something else entirely...who knows?]
That is not to say it was not enlightening to be young again...to relive the glory and hope of ones teenage years.
Maybe that is the lesson here...to hold on and saviour ones youth before it is whisked away by the ravages and ways of the world?
Ah memories...they are such fragile things are they not?
There are some schools of thought that say a person's personality is defined by his memories. Whether it be the memory of a mothers warm embrace, that first kiss with the fairer sex or the pain of a betrayal from a friend they all make us what we are today.
So for the castle to manipulate them...to add them or remove them entirely in such a way is very wicked indeed.
[Is he referring to his time at Hogwarts or is he talking about something else entirely...who knows?]
That is not to say it was not enlightening to be young again...to relive the glory and hope of ones teenage years.
Maybe that is the lesson here...to hold on and saviour ones youth before it is whisked away by the ravages and ways of the world?
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Yay! That icon :-D
Yet I cannot picture you playing in the street with your bicycle with the other children...or passing notes in class to that one boy next to you in class who makes your heart go a flutter.
Maybe I am just getting unimaginative in my old age.
In context this time! :3
I never stopped believing
You're quite the chatty cathy aren't you?
~and it was never seen again~
We'll always have this thread.
I think we really grew closer over the experience.
it'll be cherished
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[She doesn't have a goal for the conversation, nudging it one way or another to see where it goes.]
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[She just doesn't know what to do with herself in the down times here.]
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[He shakes his head.]
So tragic.