The Bluebird's Dance

12

Carmen

I spent each and every day reading and rereading my fathers letters. His words were some of the most important things I had. Every day brought a new letter, filled with his new favorite poem or information of new constellations he had read about. With the curtains wrapped around my bed frame and the lumos spell shining brightly, I read the newest one over and over again.

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Dearest Carmen,

Your mother is still very disappointed not to have any photographs from the Yule Ball, but I kept telling her you were just busy having loads of fun.

I find myself surrounded by Charles Baudelaire's works. They're amazing. Listen to this poem called "Paysage".

I want to write a book of chaste and simple verse,

Sleep in an attic, like the old astrologers,

Up near the sky, and hear upon the morning air

The tolling of the bells. I want to sit and stare,

My chin in my two hands, out on the humming shops,

The weathervanes, the chimneys, and the steepletops

That rise like masts above the city, straight and tall,

And the mysterious big heavens over all.

I want to watch the blue mist of the night come on,

The windows and the stars illumined, one by one,

The rivers of dark smoke pour upward lazily,

And the moon rise and turn them silver. I shall see

The springs, the summers, and the autumns slowly pass;

And when old Winter puts his blank face to the glass,

I shall close all my shutter, pull the curtains tight,

And build me stately palaces by candlelight.

And I shall dream of luxuries beyond surmise,

Gardens that are a stairway into azure skies,

Fountains that weep in alabaster, birds that sing

All day — of every childish and idyllic thing.

A revolution thundering in the streets below

Will never lure me from my task, I shall be so

Lost in the quiet ecstasy, the keenest still,

Of calling back the springtime at my own free will,

Of feeling a sun rise within me, fierce and hot,

And make a whole bright landscape of my burning thought.

Isn't that beautiful Carmen!

Also, I'm pleased to let you know that I am able to visit you at Hogwarts in 3 weeks. I can't wait to see your bright face my dear!

Sincerely,

Your Father

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He was coming and I didn't know how to feel about it. I'm happy I can be reunited with him finally, it felt like it's been an eternity since I've seen him. His letters kept me company, reminded me of all the things I missed about home.