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Post by Dante on Dec 17, 2010 15:08:33 GMT -5
That killed my prediction. I thought it was going to be a Christmas update.
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Post by Christmas Chief on Dec 23, 2010 8:43:51 GMT -5
Chapter Thirteen: The Final Error[/u] Lemony looked at the list he had made. It was pages and pages of bullet points of mistakes he had made. He looked at the twelve he had circled—the twelve he considered fatal—then put the pages down and picked up the other set of pages that lay close by, much shorter than the first set. He read through the events one by one, reading the deadly errors he had made from when he was just emerging from infancy to his latter days as a volunteer. He thought about the errors—grammatical and fatal—for a long time. He thought about Beatrice. Eventually he reached a conclusion. He retrieved his hat and coat from the desk, his mind full of regrets, and set out to a nearby café. For once he was not on a mission, not running from danger, and not—he hoped—making a mistake. As he walked, he pondered each event individually, and thought of how they impacted him at this moment. The more he thought, the more he knew, and the more his decision was affirmed in his mind. When he reached the café, he ordered tea, making sure not to add sugar. When he had finished, he ordered a root beer float (noting that they weren’t as good as the ones he had in his younger days). He left the café when he was full of tea, ice cream, and memories. He walked past the bank, then very quickly sped past the airport. He journeyed along the court building and the very old V.F.D. headquarters. He strolled along the garden and the now-abandoned theater. He walked along the dairy and a roped off section of the street. By the time Lemony arrived back to the thirteenth floor of the building in which he was residing, his decision was final. The errors he had made were terrible, terrible mistakes. And Beatrice would want him to do this. With this last thought lingering in his mind, Lemony knew it was time to make one last fatal error. He knew it would be a long project, but he would remain fully dedicated the entire way. He looked at the picture of Beatrice he kept on his desk and put it in his pocket. Then, he looked at the pages he had written describing his mistakes, and wrote just one more. He described what he had just done, what he was doing, and what he planned to do. He left this on top of the other twelve pages for another volunteer to find. Then he decided to write a letter to whomever may come across the thirteen chapters (this was something he found he quite enjoyed). Finally, Lemony set out toward the heart of the city to research the lives of the Baudelaire orphans. THE END Evidence: Letter to volunteer.
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Post by Dante on Dec 23, 2010 9:31:13 GMT -5
Perfection. I am quite serious. The self-reflective nature of the chapter, the recurrent motifs, the line "full of tea, ice cream, and memories" - all excellent. Congratulations. It's incredible to think that it's been eleven months since you began this project.
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Post by Emma “Emmz” Squalor on Dec 23, 2010 10:17:41 GMT -5
What a splendid ending! I loved how Lemony's final tasks led up to the beginnings of his research surrounding the Baudelaire case. You did an excellent job on that letter, too - if I didn't know better, I would have mistook it for an excerpt from the book. I actually thought it might be, when I first started reading. That's how good a writer you are, Sherry Ann.
Congratulations on the completion of this incredible fanfiction, and I hope to read more stories by you in the future.
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Post by Christmas Chief on Dec 23, 2010 12:33:31 GMT -5
Perfection. I am quite serious. The self-reflective nature of the chapter, the recurrent motifs, the line "full of tea, ice cream, and memories" - all excellent. Thank you, Dante! It's incredibly nice of you to say so. Edit: Oh, I just realized it's been exactly eleven months. Well, that's ironic, I guess; I chose to post it today because it's the second year since I joined 667. What a splendid ending! I loved how Lemony's final tasks led up to the beginnings of his research surrounding the Baudelaire case. You did an excellent job on that letter, too - if I didn't know better, I would have mistook it for an excerpt from the book. I actually thought it might be, when I first started reading. Thanks, Emma; the letter actually is a tweaked version of the Dear Reader from TBB, so, in a way, you were right in thinking it was an excerpt from the book.
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Post by Hermes on Dec 31, 2010 15:05:42 GMT -5
This is a really excellent conclusion to your story! Of course that was his fatal error - how can I not have seen it?
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