The archive of the forgotten

Goodness of godness

It was a beautiful day. Students were working in their dormitories but most had given up their honour to let the sun shine on their face. However was not one of those. Tristan was very busy with his work in his room.

Even on a sunny day the curtains were drawn and he would work only by candlelight. Only if he needed to examine something he would turn on the lights, but he hated sunlight. Hence his frightenly pale skin. He look up at the ceiling as he always does when he thinks. He is probably fantasizing about disproving god, or perhaps about becoming one. You never know with Tristan. But Gaspar always said that was the fun thing about him unpredictability. 

Gaspar enters the room. The optimistic philosopher with it's golden hair is Tristans polar opposite. Tristan with his porcelain white skin and halflong dark hair. He doesn't look real, he looks ethereal. And Gaspar has short golden hair and bronze skin, his bright blue eyes highlited by the ethereal golden lashes. His short stubble making him a bit more human than the sprinkles of tiny freckles tristan has. But still both of them wouldn't be misplaced in a place like heaven. But to summarise theey are complete opposites, Which is exactly why Gaspar is so interested in Tristan.

Tristan grabs a bunny out of one of the cages he has full of living animals, well full three mouses, one bunny and one rat. "Why is it so dark in here? The weather is beautiful." Gaspar says as he opens the curtains, Tristan cuts open the bunny and inspects it's insides, the blood is still warm. "Too much sun for me liking" He says rather emotionless. A few weeks ago this pair first met. The young philosophy and psychology student was interested in the rumour that there was a boy incapable of human emotions. Gaspar has been trying to prove the goodness in humans for quite sometime and this human that does not seem to care about morals might be the perfect specimen. A few weeks later Gaspar considers Tristan a friend, tristan considers Gaspar a pretentious, loudmouth bother. But Sometimes I wonder if he uses that as a synonym for friend.

Tristan cuts out the heart of the bunny. He starts to draw. "What are you doing?" "I'd like to make a heart, I am not completely sure how but it must be possible." The medical student answers "Only god can perform such miracles dear. " "Well nobody has tried it before so it is very possible" he says as he looks at the warm heart from "Possibly" He whispers.

So a perfect day in Oxford to love the sun, cut open bunnies, secretely examine a friend and perhaps even the perfect day for a murder.

Tristan is walking through the corridors late at night, he has forgotten to eat. And can you blame him with a freshly dead bunny on his mind? His footsteps can be heard in the whole corridor, the sound like crystal glasses falling on the ground. When suddenly the crystal sound is interrupted by a rather damp sound. Tristan looks down from his notebook and looks at the black substance on the hard tiling. "Ah, these shoes are brand new!" He says, rather annoyed. He frowns and peeks around the corner where the fluid comes from. He steps towards it. "Oh. He's dead."

this book is set in a bit of a diffent world in an edwardian era. Two scholars have their own interests. one bealivs in goodness the other wants to beat god. Both have their own reasons for it. They decide to become a strange pair of invesstigators when there is a murder in the uni.