Are we all really worthy of love?
That's a question you may find yourself asking once you collide yourself into the story of Edmund Pevensie and Dolores Kirke. For what is a story without love? Together, the two were unstoppable. Though love does t...
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" All is fair in love and war, but some battles leave no victor, only a trail of broken hearts that makes us wonder if the price we pay is ever worth the fight. The ones we love have the power to inflict the greatest scars. For what thing is more fragile than the human heart? "
— Lady Whistledown
DOLORES KIRKE was simply out of the ordinary as most would describe; she may have the thoughts of an adult, consisting on her wide intelligence at just such a young age, yet she tends to carry the imagination of a five year old. Perhaps it's all down to those fantasy novels she always happens to have her nose stuck into.
I don't think there's ever been a moment in her thirteen years of living — other than when she was an infant — where she wasn't fantasising about some magical world, whether that happened to be neverland (as in Peter Pan) wonderland, more famously know as Alice in wonderland or even to the stretch of the land of Oz consisting on her favourite novel, the wizard of Oz.
Either way this particular Kirke girl was a dreamer, all her life she'd dreamt of finding herself in the presence of such lands. Of course deep down she ought to know none of it was real, as everybody knew books with such genres only play silly tricks on a girls mind, young girls in particular. All they seek to do is flood their brain with all sorts of possibilities, possibilities that will never happen.
Dolores has lived with her grandfather, Digory Kirke, for as long as she can remember. As far as she knows he was the one who has sought her existence from the minute she was born, through ups and downs to even the extent of being the only person to experience the necessities, and yes that includes not only her first steps, but her first words as well.
Although it may come to a shock to most that Dolores has never had a father nor a mother figure a daughter should no doubt have, her grandfather has and forever will bring her up as his own. Normally he's not particularly well with taking care of children, his own or not, but Dolores was different, he's always had this feeling that something was willing to come out of her, something magical that is.
Growing up Dolores had never really been the one to have friends, of course she'd be more than delighted to make some, but unfortunately that was only if she'd ever get the opportunity to achieve said goals.
Living in the countryside did come with its downsides as you'd all expect, downsides that consist on having no neighbours, meaning no children to play with and even no commotion. Most days all she could ever hear was the racket of the wind and some days, if she was lucky, she could hear the mayhem that occurred coming from the busy city beside her. And don't even get me started on the havoc that falls from the tip of the Macready's tongue.
Despite all of those negatives, being an only child did come with its positives. Positives which allow her to focus on her studies and even her reading which you'd find she does none stop, although it may sound geeky in your ears, in Dolores' it's more than a pleasure. The peacefulness that comes with sitting with a book, condoning yourself with the comfort of your own presence may come as a surprise to you, it's lovelier than you might expect.
Not to mention living in the countryside, only child or not, was most definitely one of the most safest options for one to live right now considering a war was not only brewing, but it was happening, and fast. It had reached the extent that most would find themselves having to evacuate their own homes in hopes to escape the blitz.
Dolores has always had a passion for reading, whatever the genre it doesn't matter, she'll read it. Unless that genre happens to be a horror, being the only child in her house means no commiseration, if one does happen to have a nightmare of some sort she has no siblings to run to, to help her. Instead she has to curl up in her bed, a candle lit at the ready whilst she attempts to deal with the running terrors in her mind. Some may say it's silly to be having such dreams at an age like hers, but usually one can't control their thoughts, whether they're her own or not.
Despite all i've described about this particular girl, she may surprise you along her journey. Yes from what you've read so far she may come across as an outcast, a loner, a misfit but in all honesty she's nothing like that at all. She may be the one to rely on her books for comfort, or even tend to carry one wherever and whenever she goes any place but she's far more powerful than you may perceive.
You see, reading such books like she does can benefit her in the long run, she gains knowledge each time adding to her list of intelligence. Hell these novels have even taught her a thing or two, things that consist on subjects like fighting wars, who knew a thirteen year old female would know how to defeat such warriors in a battle, whether she needs that sort of information she will never know, or will she?
Dolores Kirke does have other passions as well, she's quite fond on activities such as horse riding, horses are also another thing that brings a sense of joy into her rather uneventful life. Though you wouldn't expect it, Dolores is quite the girly girl, living with a man and an old hag such as the Macready probably brought your doubts down on such information like that, however it's more than true.
But in all honesty she's all for being a perfectionist when it comes to her looks, she prefers to appeal herself in a way where she looks pleasing, almost eye catching whether anyone will ever see her or not. Her hair is always styled flawlessly along with the way she dresses, she'd never be caught dead wearing half of the clothes Mrs Macready desires to dress herself in, instead she prefers such clothing like dresses, or even skirts on some occasions.
Considering her mind is always elsewhere Dolores has always longed for a challenge; an adventure, and oh my over the next couple of days she will get what she aspires for.
