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Jul 6, 2015 0:42:08 GMT -5
Post by astrid patenaude on Jul 6, 2015 0:42:08 GMT -5
The bells ring in the towers of Notre Dame.
Sunlight spills across the floors of the grand cathedral, the faint smell of vanilla lingering in the air. Night has not yet set upon the shores of Ile de la Cite, but the sunset was on the verge of its collapse. An awe-inspiring display of the grand altar. There are depictions of Catholic saints and martyrs etched into the stained glass windows, every edge gilded and cast.
Hands do not fold together and she does not fall to her knees at the sight of it. Her eyes do not well with tears in the same way that they once had, but despite herself; slender digits find their way to her rosary beads.
Despite herself, her lips part and repeat the hymns that she had been taught since she was a young girl.
To believe in a God that had been so unkind as to preserve his own sacred grounds, yet forsake his worshippers. To tell those that he had made in his own image that they were not deserving of redemption or salvation. She wonders briefly if perhaps it was deserved.
Human beings sinned.
It was at the fault of Eve, but she wonders briefly if Eve had ever regretted taking a bite into the apple. If what she tasted was not sin, but freedom. The bells toll again.
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Jul 6, 2015 21:12:00 GMT -5
Post by nathaniel labelle on Jul 6, 2015 21:12:00 GMT -5
they stood at the entrance of the cathedral. the doors stood above them, wooden sentinels guarding the sanctity of the notre-dame de paris. nathan stretched his neck, his eyes following its height past the overhang, around the banisters, and over the crenellations to the steeple. he didn’t know if the tightness in his stomach was because of the enormity of the structure or because of his insignificance in comparison. “natalie, i’m not going in,” he said, never peeling his eyes away. after a brief pause, he added, “so you can let go of me now.”natalie labelle astrid patenaude i'm sorry words are failing me rn orz
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Jul 6, 2015 21:54:30 GMT -5
Post by natalie labelle on Jul 6, 2015 21:54:30 GMT -5
"please, please? just this once, nathaniel. it's for dad! and i don't like leaving you outside. " she didn't usually go to church, only sundays, but today was an exception. her father had a cough. nathaniel was being stubborn again - he always was, but still natalie shook her head. there was no use trying to convince him, because the only answer he ever gave was no. she let go of him, having latched onto him on the way here. "stay safe, okay?"
she kissed him goodbye on the cheek and then went inside. she didn't really expect any one else to be here, but one other person was praying. she confesses her sins to God, and in turn asks for one small thing.
astrid patenaude nathaniel labelle idk im at a loss here im gonna join up with u guys later on |
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Jul 7, 2015 2:51:42 GMT -5
Post by astrid patenaude on Jul 7, 2015 2:51:42 GMT -5
She feels foolish to be in prayer even in the absence of a sermon.
Even more so when she recalls her own desires to abandon such beliefs. There was no God worth worshipping nor seraphs if they would not save their people. Deliverance was but a blessing given to those deserving, but how many have she seen that had? But were they but a part of the were-nots, bound to the earth perhaps by the sins of their forefathers?
Children snatched and suddenly disappearing in the absence of a true government. Food was scarce and even more so was the belief in anything but oneself. And she doubts animalistic desire will achieve much but utter chaos when order becomes something that is lost on the once civilized Parisians that galavanted up and down the Grand Boulevards without the faintest glimmer of concern.
Astrid rises to her feet, hands brushing off her skirts and azurite hues skimming across the purplish blooms on her knees before she turns. Just barely avoiding running into another. (What is she praying for, she wonders. Perhaps for a rescue just as much as Astrid had counted on.) She is careful to avoid interrupting her, the woman traipsing across marbled floors to the stoop of the cathedral.
Of course, she says 'stoop' when she means the equally impressive (and exhausting) staircase.
She doesn't make it so much as out of the door before she catches sight of the same kindred spirit once again. Only to barely realize that there was something of a difference. "Ain't y' goin' inside? Unless yer' tellin' me yer' a saint or somethin' and y' got no sins t' confess, short stack ." Everyone did. Including her.
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Jul 7, 2015 10:45:08 GMT -5
Post by nathaniel labelle on Jul 7, 2015 10:45:08 GMT -5
natalie skipped inside, and nathan was alone. he moved to lean against a column of honeyed bricks. his arms were stiff as logs, his fists wrestled deep into the pockets of his khakis, which were grey-coloured and dirt-coloured as much as they were khaki-coloured. his cable knit sweater was very green and very threadbare. he crossed his arms over his chest against the chill and tucked his hands under his armpits, and he watched thin clouds scuttle across the sky overhead, leaking faint rays of sun. the wind was a long-lost friend, cold fingers ruffling his hair and pinching affectionately at his fraying clothes before drifting on its way. he was staring at the cobblestone under his feet when he heard a voice, and there was a staggered moment between realizing that it was addressed toward him and looking up to see who it was. it was not his sister. “no,” he said simply. he furrowed his eyebrows. “and i never said i was a saint.”astrid patenaude
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Jul 8, 2015 0:50:48 GMT -5
Post by astrid patenaude on Jul 8, 2015 0:50:48 GMT -5
A real talkative kid, ain't he?
Astrid stifles the laugh that so desperately wants to escape, hand lifting to cover her mouth as she looks in the other direction. Somehow, she's got the feeling that he's not a real religious type. Not that it was anything surprising in the wake of all that has happened in recent. Most people would have stopped believing in anything. (Herself included.)
"'Yer right, 'yer right. I shouldn't be puttin' words in yer' mouth." She waves her hand in front of her as if in dismissal, azure sweeping over the other just once before deciding all too quickly that he's probably not a magician by the way he dresses. (Tacky and over the top seems to be a running trend among the likes of them, though; she supposes that's something that comes with wealth and status.) "What're ya' doin', then? D'ya just like 'angin' out in front of a cath'dral?" A pause. "Well, not hangin' out, I s'pose. More like ... broodin', I guess."
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Jul 13, 2015 19:59:07 GMT -5
Post by nathaniel labelle on Jul 13, 2015 19:59:07 GMT -5
“i’m not brooding,” he said, biting his lip. “i’m waiting for my sister.”nathan eyed the woman. why is she talking to me? unconsciously, his hands moved to the hem of his sweater in all its tattered glory. he would never be able to live down his roots; he didn’t belong in the inner heart. but bringing his hands to his sweater would only bring attention to it, and he fretted with his hands briefly before crossing them back across his chest, his cheeks warm. “what are you doing here? it’s not sunday.”astrid patenaude sorry im late, sorry nathans kind of a difficult and insecure child
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