Re: PRIMARY SOURCES: MID-TO-LATE 19TH CENTURY

[personal profile] libraryofbabel 2021-09-07 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
You open the mystery book.

It's—

—more than infuriating, confused, grief-stricken, angry, and full of a strange and alien affection that doesn't make sense. The senselessness of war and a senseless and lonely salvation.

And there's a crack and a thud from somewhere nearby, above—though not in this room. Like something hitting the roof.
scattershot: (✶ more than truth)

Re: PRIMARY SOURCES: MID-TO-LATE 19TH CENTURY

[personal profile] scattershot 2021-09-07 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Voidsent--

[It's the only context Alisaie has, and yet it doesn't feel right. The only context she has for him, anyway. The rest of it... well, that's only depressingly familiar. She knows this story in her blood and her bones.

[The thump on the roof registers only as an annoyance. Back to the shelves.

[She hesitates only for a moment before taking the last one down.]

Re: PRIMARY SOURCES: MID-TO-LATE 19TH CENTURY

[personal profile] libraryofbabel 2021-09-07 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
You open the hand-bound sheaf of papers. The writing is in slightly childish-looking script, and decorated with marginalia doodles illustrating parts of it.

Unlike the other books, it doesn't seem to be associated with a particular memory—but it does give you a sense of warmth and excitement.
scattershot: (✶ only the dead)

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[personal profile] scattershot 2021-09-07 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
[If I was in a place where everyone wanted to learn, too—

[Alisaie puts the papers down, her hand resting on the cover.

[Suddenly, she feels so homesick it hurts.]
scattershot: (✶ a light in the storm)

Re: PRIMARY SOURCES: MID-TO-LATE 19TH CENTURY

[personal profile] scattershot 2021-09-07 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes it off, after a moment: she has to. It's not at all what she's here for.

[Let's try the next room. Late nineteenth century, wasn't it...?]