I'm fine. . . . I shouldn't . . . I shouldn't have done that. I'm not really sure what came over me.
[This is more or less true. There's something he's still never said to anyone -- Not to Margot, not to the Netherlands. Blood in the trees . . . Blood in the forest. Lot's wife turned to salt when she gazed back upon what she loved, fleeing from disaster. Lucas merely sealed his memories far, far away.]
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Date: 2010-08-13 07:55 am (UTC)I'm fine. . . . I shouldn't . . . I shouldn't have done that. I'm not really sure what came over me.
[This is more or less true. There's something he's still never said to anyone -- Not to Margot, not to the Netherlands. Blood in the trees . . . Blood in the forest. Lot's wife turned to salt when she gazed back upon what she loved, fleeing from disaster. Lucas merely sealed his memories far, far away.]