Post the Thirteenth: The Callous Codes

[mysilenceknot]

[Filtered to Icabod Crane]

I was wondering if I could speak to you about something.

[For the rest of the town you can find him sitting outside for once.....reading a book. Annoy him?]

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[He nods. And his opinion of her goes up. People who like books are less likly to be wicked in his mind]

Four children who go through a magical wardrobe to another world.

[Why yes he is reading The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.]

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It's one of the books I read as a child. But I still enjoy reading it from time to time.

You'd be most welcome to borrow it.

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Yes...the stars

[He looks thoughtful and then recites from memory]

"And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight."

They appear in many mediums of print.

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[He nods]

Stars by Robert Frost. At least a part of it.

I spent a great deal of my childhood reading.

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I suppose you might put it that way. Reading has always been a very important part of my life.

My family encouraged it a great deal you might say.....

[There's something hidden behind that last bit there]

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[Not exactly negative. But perhaps a little odd. Becoming part of a secrative organization at the age of ...somewhere around 3 or 4 or even younger]

It does.

[And there is a flicker of something that might be a smile as he opens up the notebook/common place book besides him and reads]

"If you feel . . . that well-read people are less likely to be evil, and a world full of people sitting quietly with good books in their hands is preferable to world filled with schisms and sirens and other noisy and troublesome things, then every time you enter a library you might say to yourself, 'The world is quiet here,' as a sort of pledge proclaiming reading to be the greater good."

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Yes. That sometimes happens. Nothing is ever truely so black and white.

However in my experience I have found that well-read people are less likely to be criminals.

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Yes.

[He sighs]

Yes it truely is.

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Hope is like an interesting piece of mail...it so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.

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A secret drawer perhaps.

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[He shakes his head]

I've worn my heart on my sleeve far too often. I'm afraid the great damage that has been done to it is far to much to allow something as fragile as hope inside.

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[There is a pause and it's clear he's thinking over what she said. He's been travelling by himself, investigating such horrible events, only getting in contact with people when he had no other choice....and in most cases they ended up trying to kill him.]

I....do have some hope for the future.

[That someday he will be able to find his neice, Count Olaf will be locked away, that someday the world will be a better place where young people do not have to run away from murderous adults]

It just seems like wishful thinking I suppose. And I'm much to busy with my investigations to induldge myself in that.

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[He stares at the ground. All of that is true of course. He knows his past haunts him, he cries going to sleep every night after all. All of the deaths, all of the horrible things he's seen..... His voice is calm as he finally speaks up again]

I need to finish my work.....and bring the story of the Baudalaire children to a close.

Find out if my sis- .....

[He trails off as he takes as deep shaky breath. Oh God, Kit...he didn't want to know for sure that she was dead. But not knowing for sure was killing him too...]

....and find my neice.

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[He nods]

...thank you.