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farouche_bravoure) wrote2016-01-31 01:13 pm
farouche_bravoure) wrote2016-01-31 01:13 pm
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Aftermath
Fantine has found the Library.
It's a bewildering place, for her, even a terrifying one. But she's found a nice quiet table with sunlight, and she sits with one of those small black boxes and the things on her ears, and she is listening to a lady with a soothing voice teaching her how to read better, and to write.
She's following along in a book, looking at the words with a frown. Some of these she already knows, but most she doesn't. It's very difficult, but there's time here, and she doesn't want to be ignorant and helpless. So she persists.
Still, after she's been doing it for a few hours, she takes off the ear-things and looks out the window, letting her gaze drift over the landscape.
It's a bewildering place, for her, even a terrifying one. But she's found a nice quiet table with sunlight, and she sits with one of those small black boxes and the things on her ears, and she is listening to a lady with a soothing voice teaching her how to read better, and to write.
She's following along in a book, looking at the words with a frown. Some of these she already knows, but most she doesn't. It's very difficult, but there's time here, and she doesn't want to be ignorant and helpless. So she persists.
Still, after she's been doing it for a few hours, she takes off the ear-things and looks out the window, letting her gaze drift over the landscape.