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ammods [10 Dec 2030|06:16am] She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men And that's what you get for falling again You can never get 'em out of your head And that's what you get for falling again You can never get 'em out of your ( head )

Entry ● One [29 Mar 2010|01:33am] Alphard? Where is Alphard? Where is my son? …Where is my daughter and for that matter …where am I? I only laid down for a few moments until Vincent sent his owl with a proper time for me and now…Now I’m in this room? This was not the room I laid down in, why on earth would I travel to such a…place as this? This is not going to look good with Pollux’s mother. First losing my children and now myself? I insist whoever is responsible for bringing me here return me to my home at once, or return my children to me. Alphard was lying next to me when I decided to relax and wait for Vincent’s owl. I demand he be returned to me, immediately. He is only a baby, he needs his mother. I also demand an explanation as to what is going on here. 9 comments|post comment

[25 Jan 2010|10:05pm] (Hexed to Walburga - Pollux may read) Walburga I realize you are cross with me over what happened when you were a child, but do you really think being angry can change or fix anything? Talking to your father and I may help us understand a bit more about what it is we did wrong. Of course it doesn’t help that I still don’t know anything about raising you or the other two I apparently have but still Your father has tried time and time again, why are you refusing to do so? Give us a chance to talk to you, please. (/hexed) I must admit it’s comforting to see writing that I know from my own time. I’ve missed Mrs. Black’s company. Maybe she’ll have some advice as to what I can do for my daughter (Hexed to Pollux) Would you like to make tomorrow night our night together? I know things have been a bit hard with school but I would love an evening together as you spoke of. (/hexed) 2 comments|post comment

[14 Jan 2010|11:27am] I am not usually as forgetful as I seem to have been with my journal. Having all of this freedom to do anything once I’m finished with lessons has certainly made things a little harder to get used to. It also makes me miss my daughter and brother even more than I think I normally might back home. (Private to Pollux) I’m sorry. I haven’t been very attentive to you and I should be. It’s just this place is so backwards and I’m not sure what to do anymore now that my place in our home has changed. If you need me you know I’m here for you, love. (/end) I think I'm going to take a walk. If I'm needed, I'll have my journal on me. 5 comments|post comment

[30 Dec 2009|03:46am] I’m actually looking forward to this ball coming up. It will be great fun and I can’t remember the last time I was able to just have a bit of fun without worrying about Walburga Mr. and Mrs. Black and my parents everything going on around me. Though it does make me wish Vincent was here, even as awful a place as this may be for keeping us, it would certainly be much more fun with my brother around to talk to. (Hexed Private - Pollux May Read) I’m starting to feel more and more home sick every day. I know Christmastime was wonderful and Pollux as usual was able to make everything see brilliant without trying. But I miss my brother and I’m even starting to miss my daughter even if she is the way she is. At least it’s normal, and at least there is some sort of comfort in that. I don’t know…I wish things could just be normal for once. I just want to wake up and write another owl to Pollux while he’s off at school so I can escape my daughter for a little while before I’m forced to her because she’s screaming so loud even Mrs. Black can’t stand it. Even the bloody elves are starting to look more and more exciting to see again. I want to go home. 1 comment|post comment

[11 Dec 2009|08:40pm] I saw her writing in Pollux’s journal. I saw how she referred to him as… …but if that were true than that would mean that, that offensive… ..That, that that impolite… That, that woman is… …My Walburga? Walburga how could you…what do I say to her? I’m not sure I know the proper way to begin to dissect what I’ve really come to realize is possible. What manner of person would rip people through time and force them to endure such things as this? who wants to have their child speak to them as if they are a horrid person? I can’t have been that sort of mother. I know I passed her off to the elves but she’s a nightmare. I can’t handle her and even when I try and screams louder. She always has. She’d frighten a banshee. What does she expect me to do? I’ve heard that Pollux’s sister is here as well, is that true? Cassie, are you? I would love to see you if you are. I feel awful about the idea that you hadn’t us here with you. Are you all right? Need anything? 18 comments|post comment

[10 Dec 2009|09:12am] This is simply unacceptable. I have obligations I must attend to at home and I cannot be stuck here wherever this here may be while things at home go unattended. You do not understand the necessities in a wife’s job and I must do them. Pollux will not like coming home to everything in disarray. I really must insist I be sent home. 45 comments|post comment

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