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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[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

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

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

A secret drawer perhaps.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[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.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[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.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[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.

[mysilenceknot.livejournal.com]

[He nods]

...thank you.