thatlibbychick: (before and after)
I had a dream last night. I don't remember much of it, but I know Drusilla was present. I believe it was supposed to be a positive dream, but I awoke with such a sense of loss that I can't really be sure. Whatever happened in it doesn't seem to matter anymore, though, because the feeling it left me with is all too appropriate now.

Soubi Agatsuma? My name is Libby, and I've just been assigned as your Warden. I'd like to speak with you at your earliest possible convenience.
thatlibbychick: (lonely)
She's gone--Drusilla, that is. Her room is empty.

She left me daisies...
thatlibbychick: (kiss)
[NOTE: This is a voice entry. Hurley left Libby a few things, including a letter--the letter is handwritten on paper, however, and doesn't show up here.]

He was here...he came here, all I ever wanted was for him to come here so I could see him again, but...

[She's crying quietly.]

I would have given anything to see him face-to-face, so I could hold him for just a minute. No, even a few seconds would have been enough...I would have sold my soul for that. It isn't fair, Admiral, I've worked so hard...

Hurley knew that; he knew the way I felt. He read my journal...and he knows everything, now. He knows that I betrayed him...what I did was unforgivable, it was calculated, it was disturbing, and he still forgave me like it was a non-issue. Like it was just some little mistake that hadn't really affected him at all. All I needed to forgive myself was that, but he said other things...he told me he loves me too, that he loves me as much as I love him, and that it's okay if I let him go. He just wants me to be happy.

[The crying is muffled for a moment; she's pressing her face to something.]

I feel free...
thatlibbychick: (bright)
Drusilla, it's been some time since I've spoken to you as me, not some fairy-tale trope. How are you? Are you happy to have your brother here? Do you need anything--more books, perhaps? Did you enjoy the one I gave you?

Anything at all you want to bring up, feel free.
thatlibbychick: (Default)
You said that we should meet for tea when the flood ended, and I agreed.

So why don't we set a place and time, before everything goes to hell again?

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