[Three days after their last conversation, Dean finally leaves a message on the mirror.]
John,
I will be available around nine, if that is convenient for you.
-D
[Neatly stacked before the mirror are all of the books Blake had given him, minus Frankenstein, which he's keeping safely in his room, tucked away where no one can find it. On top of the stack is a crisply folded letter.]
You asked me to tell you what I thought of the book when I finished it, and these are my thoughts.
The novel, of course, is a classic. I can't believe I hadn't yet read it, and I do appreciate the recommendation. I feel perhaps it parallels quite nicely the life that we lead on this side of the mirror. We are all creations of a twisted and genius mind, made from hands out of our control and set upon an unsuspection population to reign unintentional terror. Largely misunderstood by the people of the town, and tragic in our own right.
But this was not meant to be a sad affair, there are too many of those in our lives as is without including the metaphors found in fiction.
I wanted you to know that I appreciate your kindness and your thoughtfulness, your willingness to engage with me despite what I am and the face that I wear. Many wouldn't take the time or effort to do service for a stranger, let alone a clone, and for that I truly do think highly of you.
The psychiatric texts were very enlightening. If you happen upon any that specialize in PTSD, I would sincerely appreciate it.
Any other novels you find enjoyable would be appreciated as well.
I've included a recommendation of my own for you, should you care to read it. You might have already.
[When Blake arrives back at his room, he's a bit surprised to see all the books. From their last conversation on the mirror, he'd gotten the impression that Dean's Mirror wasn't too pleased with the idea of interacting on a regular basis, but there Blake stands with a written letter in hand.
He's quick to snap up 1984 — a book he hasn't read since high school — and he cradles it under the letter as he paces his room and reads. The intent behind its obvious meaning isn't lost of John, who suddenly feels that much more paranoid for it, but he wants to look a little deeper. He wants to give it a second read, if only for the kind suggestion alone.
When he stops back around nine, it's with plenty of reading material. The majority of them are related to PTSD, but there are a few other scientific journals and interesting reading material.
On top is an empty notebook, save for Blake's writing.]
Dean,
The book is much appreciated — I'll be sure to let you know my thoughts when I've finished.
Additionally, I was thinking a notebook like this might be a more secure way to communicate. Thoughts?
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John,
I will be available around nine, if that is convenient for you.
-D
[Neatly stacked before the mirror are all of the books Blake had given him, minus Frankenstein, which he's keeping safely in his room, tucked away where no one can find it. On top of the stack is a crisply folded letter.]
You asked me to tell you what I thought of the book when I finished it, and these are my thoughts.
The novel, of course, is a classic. I can't believe I hadn't yet read it, and I do appreciate the recommendation. I feel perhaps it parallels quite nicely the life that we lead on this side of the mirror. We are all creations of a twisted and genius mind, made from hands out of our control and set upon an unsuspection population to reign unintentional terror. Largely misunderstood by the people of the town, and tragic in our own right.
But this was not meant to be a sad affair, there are too many of those in our lives as is without including the metaphors found in fiction.
I wanted you to know that I appreciate your kindness and your thoughtfulness, your willingness to engage with me despite what I am and the face that I wear. Many wouldn't take the time or effort to do service for a stranger, let alone a clone, and for that I truly do think highly of you.
The psychiatric texts were very enlightening. If you happen upon any that specialize in PTSD, I would sincerely appreciate it.
Any other novels you find enjoyable would be appreciated as well.
I've included a recommendation of my own for you, should you care to read it. You might have already.
-Dean
[Included in the stack is Orwell's 1984.]
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He's quick to snap up 1984 — a book he hasn't read since high school — and he cradles it under the letter as he paces his room and reads. The intent behind its obvious meaning isn't lost of John, who suddenly feels that much more paranoid for it, but he wants to look a little deeper. He wants to give it a second read, if only for the kind suggestion alone.
When he stops back around nine, it's with plenty of reading material. The majority of them are related to PTSD, but there are a few other scientific journals and interesting reading material.
On top is an empty notebook, save for Blake's writing.]
Dean,
The book is much appreciated — I'll be sure to let you know my thoughts when I've finished.
Additionally, I was thinking a notebook like this might be a more secure way to communicate. Thoughts?
-RJB