Isabelle Chambers

This world sucks. I wish Liam was here. Coming up on the holidays makes me acutely aware of how lonely it is without him. I've had him around ever since I was born. That's the thing with twins I guess. You're not really meant to be without the other.
What do you do at Christmas without a family? I always managed well enough without really having mum and dad around most of the year but at least I always had Liam. I'm... a little bit lost. If it weren't for Mr. Mulciber, I'm afraid no one would even notice if I disappeared.

That was ridiculously depressing. I think I'll just go read a book instead.

I think I've come down with something. I could barely get out of bed this morning and at work I began feeling so bad that I had to leave. Fever, cough, aches... probably just the flu, I suppose. I would go to the healer but I wouldn't want to get anyone else ill with something I'll get over on my own.

I saw an advertisement in the newspaper today for the English National Ballet. My old company. Well, it would have been had I not been brought here. I was only an apprentice at the time, but within a year I would have made the corps, and then... it was only up. Now I can't even audition because I'm not pure enough. It's frustrating, but at least that's something I can change.

Someday I'll dance on that stage. Until then... I suppose I'll just practice in front of the mirror until then. I'm not going to lose all of the skill I practiced so hard for.

Meanwhile, I've never had so many beautiful things. The clothes, the shoes, the room. People can say what they want about me for choosing this situation but it really isn't a bad way to go, especially when you're brought into a world with no family, no friends, and nothing.

Paperwork and filing can only keep my occupied for so long though. Is there anything else you need from me, Stephen?

Whoever is in charge of recruiting should look into bringing my brother here as well. I know he's got to be panicking over where I disappeared to, and I'm frankly missing him. As his twin sister, I grew rather accustomed to his presence throughout the course of my life. I would like him brought in one piece, please! Preferably with memories intact because I really don't want to have to teach him who I am. That would be terrible.

And for the record, I do not live in a cage and am not treated like an animal. I have a proper bed in a proper bedroom.

That is all.

the room spins, pulls you from me
my body burns
tell me of the rainbows, the colors that the rain throws
ballerina
dance softly, she knows when to
come only when she's called
I'm slowly coming through