In the interests of Father's Day, write about your father. What is your relationship to him? Is it positive, negative or non-existent? Tell us a story about your father or the major father figure in your life.
I'm one of those whom you could say has a very complex relationship with my father. You see, my father, M. le Comte de Rochefort died before I was born. He lost a duel with his one-time brother and best friend over something....many things? The real reasons are not important. Suffice it to say, that the man whom I viewed as close to a father figure as was possible was my godfather, Hsu Danmei. He was there to catch me when I came into the world and was a fairly frequent and indulgent visitor to our chateau. He has always been as supportive as possible for the whole of my life.
My father, so I was later to learn, was never far away in the spirit realm. I could almost sense his presence, and feel his eyes or rather eye staring down on me, Maman and the rest of us from the paintings that were all over the house. I confess, I used to talk to him, maybe even pray to him or his spirit at times, wherever that was, hoping in my little girl's mind that somehow, some way he could hear me. I would like to believe that he did.
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Muse: Caroline de Rochefort
Fandom:Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
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I'm one of those whom you could say has a very complex relationship with my father. You see, my father, M. le Comte de Rochefort died before I was born. He lost a duel with his one-time brother and best friend over something....many things? The real reasons are not important. Suffice it to say, that the man whom I viewed as close to a father figure as was possible was my godfather, Hsu Danmei. He was there to catch me when I came into the world and was a fairly frequent and indulgent visitor to our chateau. He has always been as supportive as possible for the whole of my life.
My father, so I was later to learn, was never far away in the spirit realm. I could almost sense his presence, and feel his eyes or rather eye staring down on me, Maman and the rest of us from the paintings that were all over the house. I confess, I used to talk to him, maybe even pray to him or his spirit at times, wherever that was, hoping in my little girl's mind that somehow, some way he could hear me. I would like to believe that he did.
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Muse: Caroline de Rochefort
Fandom:Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
Cross posted to
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