Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
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Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
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Hi guys. After 2 years, I’m back! So much has changed, but I just can’t let this blog die down. So much memories. Hit me up for plotting!
Anyway, I'll keep this brief. I'm on an indefinite hiatus from Isabel. I have lost muse for her. I don't know when I'll be back, or if I ever will. Anyway, this is it. See you all again if I'll return.
"How long have you been composing, sir?" Isabel asked as she wrapped her arms around her torso to keep herself warm.
The midwife handed Kitana her child and she gazed down into her daughter's eyes. Thankfully She had the Neville brown hair and eyes. Kitana couldn't see a trace of the Grey family in her child. "She's so beautiful....My sweet Isabel." She said as she gazed down at her child, having already named her after Isabel and Anne. She looked up at Izzy and she smiled, 'Isabel Anne Neville-Grey." She smiled happily
Isabel laughed and stared at the child in approval. "Indeed, Kitana. She will be a great beauty one day. And look, she is all Neville, not a single trace of her Grey ancestry present." She observed, noting the fact that the girl had taken after her mother rather than her father. "If I will have another daughter, " she says as she stares at mother in child in adoration, "I will name my daughter Kitana." Although the name was unusual, she was not one to back out of her word.
I’m honestly beyond disgusted that even in death Leelah’s parents MISGENDER her and act like her death was an accident and that she wasn’t pushed to end her life due to the constant abuse and mistreatment that she received over the years.
I am beyond fucking pissed.
Don’t let these people live with the guilt free conscience that it was an accident, IT WAS CLEARLY THEIR FAULT.
[He stands up to greet her and bows deeply.]
Franz Liszt, at your service. To what do I owe the pleasure, Your Majesty?
[She stares at him and smiles, motioning for him to rise] I have heard tales of your musical prowess, and I would wish that you would play for my husband and I.
A sharp pain hit and Kitana screamed. "Push now my lady!" The midwife yelled and kitana began.pushing all the while clinging to Isabels hand as if she were her lifeline to this world. "I can see the head." Kitana collapsed into the bed, trying to breath the best she could. "Once more my lady for the shoulders" kitana clamped down and she pushed as hard as she could, pouring all of her strength into it. The baby slid into the world with a shrill cry. "Its a girl my lady, a healthy baby girl" kitana began to cry....
Isabel immediately handed a piece of cloth to the midwife, her eyes widening in panic as Kitana began to cry. She placed a damp cloth on her cousin's forehead, trying hard not to cry as well. She knew that she needed to be strong for her, but the pain of losing her first born was still fresh in her memory. Isabel took a look at the baby and was relieved to see that it was healthy. "It's over now. Take a look at how lovely your child is." She mumbled softly.
Kitana laid on the bed and she cried out as a Contraction hit. Gripping Isabel's hand, she watched as George grabbed Towels and hot water. A midwife was brought in by the other Servant's and She checked Kitana, "This baby is coming fast....To fast. My Lady I need you to slow your breathing." Kitana took in slow, deep breaths and she gazed up at Isabel, her eyes wide in fear, "I love you Issy"
Isabel squeezed her cousin's hand harder and gently placed a damp towel on her forehead, as if that would ease the pain. Resisting the urge to cry, she forced a brave smile on her face and looked at her cousin, "I love you as well, Kitana. You will get through this and soon you will be cradling your new child in your arms. Don't forget that." She murmured, wishing that this ordeal would be done sooner.
Oh my, here I am revealing myself, baring my soul without fear like the brave young individual I am. Also- your Secret Santa wishes you a happy last day of Christmas.
You most certainly are brave, sweetie! *hugs you* You are the sweetest thing ever! I'm going to miss your messages. Thank you! I wish you the same as well! Stay cool!
Me (Bárbara/catherineof-aragon) and Deborah (edward-of-york), as the friends we are, decided to create a “follow forever” list together, to celebrate and be thankful to all our followers in this Christmas Holidays. We apologize if you follow any of us but it’s not in the list, we’re absolute sure that we still can become friends anytime, you can always talk to us!
Here comes our fav’s list: catherinedefrance, daughter-of-castile, downxwithxthexfrench, edwardslovelyelizabeth, felixruveris, darkphoenixgoddess10, elisabettagonzaga, forever-ponds, grand-duchessa, honeygsweetescape, khaleesi-borgia-arnaud, lochiels, octoberinflorence, ourgraciousqueen, queenrhaenyra, ravenmorganleigh, thepurposeismypenis, wobblytime, watashisan, forever-ponds, queen-of-love-and-beauty queenbolina, elisabethofyorks, thisfalconwhite, annastclairs, louiseuwot, historynerd14, timeladywithhertardis, tinaferraldo, retroturtle1, pagetvbrewster, everythingieverloved, icryyoumercy, runecestershire, cartopathy, joachimmurat, plantagenetfeels, annetheseamaiden, almostqxeen, ladyjaneparker, annavonkleve, shaestel, thebackstreethistorian.
She nodded, "Alright, I will rest." With the help of a servant she went to her rooms and she laid down on the bed. About an hour later Her contractions worsened. "Isabel?" She said as she made her way into the great room, "I think I'm having the baby." She whimpered as her water broke. "help me please....I don't want anyone but you and George to know."
Grabbing George by the shoulders, Isabel makes her way to Kitana's rooms, dragging her husband with her. She took in a deep breath and made her way towards the bed, her heart filled with dread at the prospect of childbirth. Seeing her cousin lying on the bed reminded her of her first pregnancy on that boat, reminding her of a wound that has yet to heal.
Does that mean I should reveal myself now? I am not exactly sure how this works. BUT EITHER WAY. I hope you had a great Christmas until now, and lots of good food. Because good food is one of the best things about Christmas.
Yep, you should by now! :D I can't wait to see who you are. My Christmas was quite fun, lots of food and laughter. And yes, you're right, good food is one of the best things about Christmas!
All I Want For Christmas Is You - Mariah Carey (1994)
I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you You, baby