From the private, triple-locked journal of Laird Sonoly:
So I live in Valon, big WHOOP. If you removed the V and added an e, the name just as easily becomes the word ALONE. And that's what I am. I live in Valon but I might as well live up a dwarf's butt. Mom says I'm lucky to live in such an "enlightened" city, where everyone is treated "equally" and knowledge and the arts are "valued." A city where there are so many "opportunities" for "young" people, like that I get to go to school with all the hoity-toity eladrin from ooh-la-la UPPER VALON. Like I'm so lucky that that hag Gilthoniela from the Council has a thing for "dad" and she pulled some strings to get me admitted, despite my "half-breed" (her exact words, THANKS) status. I hate school. I hate everything about school. Except I guess Mistress Illinewyn, the Fine Arts teacher, she's ok I guess. For my self-portraiture assignment last fall, I stole one of my dad's paintings from the headmaster's antechamber and painted it black and turned it in, and he was going to expel me (please DO!!) and make me pay for it because it's supposedly worth like so much money, but she talked him out of it, and she even gave me a pretty good mark for that assignment. She said that as a portrait, it reflected a "poignant disregard for legacy and an internal struggle for belonging." Well, whatever. So yeah, she's pretty cool except I really would have loved to have been expelled. If only so I don't have to smell that anorexic twit Ashleigh's stench as her soul decomposes in front of me in history class. I can't believe they don't expel HER, she is so mean and everyone knows it. She even told Nails that I wasn't really his sister because he has a different dad than me. He's only 8, he doesn't even know what "half-sister" means, he started crying because he thought they were going to cut me in half.
Anyway, thank Corellon that I have some escape. If I couldn't sneak out at night and explore the city on my own, I don't know what I'd do. I only got caught once, when I ALMOST stole an antique helmet of the sylvan guard (WHY do I need an antique helmet of the sylvan guard? I don't!) from Seneschal Evershine and I would've gotten away with it too if it weren't for her stupid dog. (I got out of that one by acting like I was under a drow Hypnosis spell, she totally fell for it.) I'm not gonna go out tonight, though, I'm too tired. I haven't been able to sleep in class like usual (ha ha) because of these weird dreams. So annoying! Maybe tomorrow though. I want to climb up Astronomer's Tower and write backwards on the outer lens of the big telescope, so when they look through they'll see it says "I pee rainbows" or something. Ha ha! They'll never know how that got there.
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