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shadowsshowdown · 1 year

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Deus Ex: Human Revolution Shadow’s Showdown: Chapter 8

The great plan.

Sarif Industries - Headquarters.

The whole week passed way too fast. After the illness actually only a memory remained. Yet the bandage on Laura’s hand still reminded her about the photo e-mailed by an unknown person. For the first time, she was joyful to see the large foyer and the round, red desk of the reception area at Sarif Industries. The bright lights of informative audio and visual displays didn’t bother her at all. Being here again was like salvation, like being reborn. Even the sight of Adam settling some dispute didn't spoil her mood. Laura felt safe somewhat knowing that he’s on duty. Following the new plan, she nodded to Jensen in greeting as he looked at her. The auburn-haired girl decided that today she would stand out of the crowd. Apparently, she succeeded because the head of security could not look away from her for a long time. She was wearing a long-sleeved x-line knee-length dress in a light shade of blue with a pattern of navy blue dots. The whole was completed with not very thick navy blue tights and Mary Jane type shoes.

"What a sacrifice. Let's hope it pays off for me." she thought, taking off her gray coat and slowly walking up the stairs.

She didn't even have time to reach the second floor when the head of security caught up with her. The plan is working all too well since he is already following her. However, she tried hiding her pride. She straightened her handbag hanging on her right shoulder and smiled kindly. Oh yes, with a smile, always with a smile…

"Hello, Miss Werner. How are you feeling?" Adam asked while taking off his long, black coat. "Much obliged, for your concern. I feel better now." she replied, still smiling.

Jensen glanced at her bandaged hand but didn't mention a word about it. Laura, in turn, noticed that he had cleaned his coat and was wearing that awful brown turtleneck sweater again.

"That's good because I'm afraid we'll have to repeat the personal search." "Fuck, fuck! Rot in hell you sneaky bastard!" she thought, but still didn't give him even a hint that she was nervous. "But of course, no problem."

At most, Frank will slay her, no big deal. A few minutes later they were already in Adam's office. Knowing the procedures, she did not wait for him to ask for the handbag but handed it over to him willingly. The head of security was examining the Crunchy Pirate's cereal box again and to her misfortune this time he confiscated it. „And shit just hit the fan.” Laura thought but remained calm, unshaken by even a hint of fear. He saw no trembling of her hands, no drops of sweat on her temples, no nervous biting of her lip. Jensen saw nothing because the girl standing before him was now like an oak, not aspen. Though hurricanes raged deep inside her, outside there was a mask. She didn't even flinch when he touched her, as his fingers wandered unhurriedly along her sides, as his hands tightened on her shoulders, forearms, and hands. She didn't sigh, didn't say a single unpleasant word.

"That would be all, you're free to go." he announced in a cool, formal tone.

Miss Werner gathered her things, said goodbye, and left. She was pretty sure she could feel his gaze on her back until she closed the door behind her. Laura ran straight to the restroom. Standing alone in front of a mirror she could hear her heart pounding wildly in her chest and feel how muffled emotions were wielding her like a puppet. She splashed ice-cold water on her face, letting drops drip from her eyelashes, nose, and chin. She was supposed to be indifferent, but meanwhile, she was burning with fire. Instead of thinking about how to retrieve a box of cereal out of his office, she thought about Adam himself. That gentle touch of his, the one she could not resist. The memory of his hot breath near her neck made Laura shiver. It was so hard to just stand there and pretend indifference, so damn hard…

She wiped the wet face in a handkerchief, fixed hair up in a ponytail, and carried things to her office. Laura stayed there for a moment to gather her thoughts. Then she rushed to Pritchard’s office, wrapping with her arms a pile of documents he had given to her. She was already prepared for his speech criticizing her work, but Frank only managed to open his mouth. She had checked every command, number, and symbol so, whether he wanted it or not, he had to keep the lecture for another occasion.

As she left Frank’s office, Adam and Faridah flashed before her eyes. Laura overheard something about Sarif had given Jensen an assignment quite far from Detroit so he required a pilot for three days. This valuable information instantly made her feel better. As soon as the auburn-haired girl returned to her office, she began to plot an elaborate plan about switching cereal boxes in Adam's office.

First, the cameras. Hacking can be risky, so something more discreet is needed here. Shreds of conversations between two female employees reached her from the corridor. They mentioned something about interchanging shifts. That's when Laura came up with the idea of swapping the records from the cameras monitoring the entrance to the head of security's office for a brief moment. She would have approximately 5 minutes to get in, complete the task, and get out. The last part of the plan is covering the tracks. Every single file has to be deleted as accurately as possible. Using gloves is mandatory. You never can tell how thorough Jensen may be if he finds out. The best time for operation ‘Crunchy Pirate’ is late evening. The company is almost empty, and security guards are shifting.

She was looking forward to the next day. On her way home Laura stopped by the store to buy necessary items. She hadn't felt such anxiety since the team was disbanded.

Laura's apartment.

Tired, she fell on the bed, but Stalker decided that he would not leave her alone. He jumped on her back, while she was lying pronely and curled up in a ball. She will be his sleeping place for tonight. Laura didn't have the strength to protest. The night passed calmly, surprisingly, without any nightmares. She got up earlier so as not to expose herself to Pritchard's wrath. She calculated that she could be late at most two times in a week, and on the third one she’ll get ridiculously trivial things to accomplish. However, that was not what drove her and forced to act. The zero hour would soon strike. She felt the old, already forgotten excitement as if she was about to experience an unforgettable orgasm. She loved balancing on the edge, playing with fire, risking everything. And what could be better than breaking into the head of the security’s office?

A quarter of an hour later she left the apartment wearing a gray sweater, dark brown pants, and black sneakers. On the run, she put on a warm jacket, holding a sandwich in her teeth and a backpack in her hand. She never ate her favorite cereal before the action, that was her rule. Laura thought about taking the subway today, but she had less money than she thought. She walked off the main street, taking a shortcut through backyards and side alleys that smelled of beer and decaying garbage. A few cats observed her from afar with a curiosity mixed with uncertainty. Over her head drying laundry was waving, hung on a rope stretched between two residential buildings. A group of four boys was sitting on one of the ladders leading to the emergency exit. They were exchanging Pokemon cards. She did not like to judge by appearance, but they rather belonged to the poorer part of Detroit's population.

Sarif Industries Headquarters.

Without Jensen, the company was somehow empty, or was it just her own feeling? It was a daily routine to visit Frank before going to her place, but today his fortress was empty. This was suspicious, to say the least because he hardly ever left the office. She checked the phone too, but he didn't leave a message. So she shrugged her shoulders and left. Hacker girl wanted to send some new data to her superiors, but she had run out of Nukeviruses and Stop! Worms. The last batch was stuck in the head of the security’s office. There was plenty of time left before evening so she decided to rethink her plan. Somewhere in the middle of the third checking, the phone rang.

"Laura, are you already at the company?" Frank sounded nervous, but not as nervous as usual, more like he was waiting for the important meeting with incomplete data. "Yeah for about 30 minutes. I was at your place but ... " "Be quiet and listen carefully, cause I’ll say it only once." he interrupted her firmly. "I have an appointment with Sarif in a few minutes, and I'll end up in a deep shit if you don't help me." "Fine, say what you require."

Somehow she found it hard to believe that Pritchard might be in trouble. He was like a cat, always able to dodge and fall on his feet. Could this time be different?

"I need you to go to Jensen's office and bring me some important papers. That flatfoot didn't deliver them to me before leaving" he said in one breath. "Code for the door: 8426 HURRY UP!"

Wait a minute, did she hear correctly? Are her dreams just coming true, or has she won the lottery ticket?

She got up from the chair on the run grabbing her backpack. Laura was bursting with joy and no matter what might have happened nothing would spoil this moment. She was afraid that someone from security would stop her, but they must have been warned because neither of them even looked at her while entering the code. The tinted windows covered her presence so she felt a bit more at ease. Yet still, the hacker girl wasn't 100% sure if Adam would not suddenly jump out of the wardrobe. As she prepared to swap the boxes, she felt like Indiana Jones in ‘Raiders of the Lost Ark’. She took one carefully and put the other on its place, making sure it stands exactly at the same spot. Laura had no problem with finding the file because it was lying on the desk as if ready to be taken. It also had a big sticker with the caption ‘For Pritchard’ written in capital letters. Before leaving, she placed a little surprise on the seat of the office chair and turned its backrest towards the door. Finally, she re-entered the code and waited until the red light came on.

She rushed down the corridor straight to the elevator and a moment later she was already on the 29th floor in the Athene Margoulis office. She didn't have enough time to look around, because Frank instantly assaulted her.

"Girl, what took you so long?! Do you at least have what I requested for?!"

Laura sighed. The urge of telling him to stuff himself grew stronger. But instead of doing so, she handed him the documents. Pritchard immediately softened when he looked over the notes.

"Well done, now get back to your work. Log on to the server, I left new guidelines there."

She observed him disappear behind the glass door of Sarif's office. Athene's urgent grunting made her realize that she wasn't welcome here at all. The auburn-haired girl called the elevator and returned to where she belonged. At least she had accomplished her mission quite legally.

When she got home, she tossed keys on the cupboard. Their loud clanking scared the cat away. She only took off her shoes, without changing into casual clothes. Laura had more significant things to complete now. She sat down in the armchair left by the window and turned on her laptop. Pale light illuminated her grave, focused face, and all she could hear in the silence was the clicking of keyboard keys. It was the middle of the night when she gave up. Unluckily, even in the darkest nooks and crannies of the darknet, she hasn't even gained any clue who the mysterious Red_Dragon is. Hacker girl wasn’t pleased that her searching went for nothing.

All chapters can be found: [AO3], [dA], [Wattpad] and [Tumblr]

#Deus Ex #DXHR #Deus Ex Human Revolution #Adam Jensen #Shadowfanfic #crunchy-shadow #Shadow's Showdown #Nifriel #I never asked for this #Fanfiction #Evie Dormer OC #Joe Mando OC #Chapter 8: The great plan.#cyberpunk #writers on tumblr

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elektramouthed · 2 years

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The relative narrative importance of the items on the “can do” and “can’t do” lists for the three semiotic types confirms Werner Wolf’s (2002) ranking of the three major media families, or art types, in this decreasing order of storytelling ability: verbal, visual, and musical. Whereas verbal signs can implement the strongest narrative modes—autonomous and determinate—pictures are either illustrative or indeterminate, and music is either illustrative or metaphorical. Because only language can explicitate the relations that turn individual events into a story, such as “x caused y” or “a did p because she wanted q,” it is the medium of choice of narrative. In pictures and music, motivations and causal relations can only be suggested indirectly, and as Wolf observes, these media require a far more extensive gap-filling activity than verbal texts to be interpreted narratively, though they can usually be appreciated aesthetically without paying attention to their narrative message. [...] If language is indeed the native tongue of narrative, the narrativity of pictures and music is not a feature original to these media but a relatively late attempt on their part to emulate the cognitive template that language activates so efficiently. The limited storytelling ability of pictures and music doesn’t mean, however, that they cannot make original contributions to the formation of narrative meaning. The affordances of language, pictures, and music complement each other, and when they are used together in multichannel media, each of them builds a different facet of the total imaginative experience: language through its logic and its ability to model the human mind, pictures through their immersive spatiality, and music through its atmosphere-creating and emotional power.

Marie-Laure Ryan, from Avatars of Story

#marie laure ryan #avatars of story #nonfiction #essays #on narrative #on materiality #2021 reads #2021 undergraduate thesis sources

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wolfsnape · 4 years

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Mes meilleures lectures - 2019 !

Ça y est, c’est 2020 !! J’ai pas lu beaucoup l’année dernière (38 livres sur un objectif de 50), parce qu’avec l’arrivée de la prépa concours, ça s’est vite transformé en lectures obligatoires !

Mais j’ai lu suffisamment pour vous faire un petit top, riche en émotions <3

Encore une fois, il a beaucoup été question de drame et d’aventure, mais aussi de tendresse, de nature, de poésie, et beaucoup beaucoup de vulnérabilité

Quasiment tous les livres de ce top on rejoint ma liste de livres préférés de tous les temps !

1. Rebecca Makkai, The Great Believers

"He’d be the world’s luckiest man to stand here at the end of it all, to be the one left, trying to remember. The unluckiest too.”

Clairement LE meilleur livre que j’ai lu cette année. Il m’a arraché le coeur littéralement. On suit Yale, directeur d’une galerie d’art gay closeted, et son groupe d’amis, au moment où l’épidémie du SIDA éclate aux Etats-Unis, jusqu’en 2015. Probablement un des meilleurs livres que j’ai lu de ma VIE, vraiment, lisez le ! (j’ai regardé Philadelphia la même semaine si vous voulez tout savoir)

2. Jeff Vandermeer, Annihilation / Authority / Acceptance

“And when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.”

J’ai mis les trois tomes parce que cette trilogie est un ensemble juste incroyable. J’avais vu le film que j’avais trouvé esthétiquement très beau, mais dont on ne voyait pas trop le fond. La zone X est apparue de nulle part et renferme un écosystème surnaturel entier. Des scientifiques envoient plusieurs équipes d’exploration pour l’étudier, mais aucune ne rentre. Une dernière expédition est envoyée... J’ai mis un peu de temps à rentrer dans le premier tome et puis j’ai dévoré les trois en 2 jours, tellement c’est devenu addictif. Le livre est HALLUCINANT. On explore le tréfonds sombres de ce qui nous rend humain (ou non) dans un thriller de science-fiction écologique. Et puis c’est à la fois très scientifique, réfléchit, et très lent et angoissant parfois. Magnifique dans toute la magie du terme. Vraiment vous allez être en mode Le Cri de Münch !!

3. Caleb Carr, The Alienist.

“— Alors, allez tous au diable ! hurlai-je, brandissant mon poing boueux. Mais crier ne m'apporta aucun soulagement.”

Le premier livre que j’ai lu en 2019 et vraiment une CLAQUE. J’avais oublié ce que c’était un thriller magnifiquement écrit sur le XIXe siècle. C’est les débuts du profiling (pas encore trop pris au sérieux) et une série de meurtres glauques touchent les jeunes adolescents de Londres... Vraiment superbe, tant dans l’écriture que dans le scénario, qui est hyper bien ficelé et qui mène à un dénouement de OUF (en plus y a une meuf badass dont je suis éperdument AMOUREUSE)

4. Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

“You know the great lesson of history? It’s that history is whatever the victors say it is. That’s the lesson. Whoever wins, that’s who decides the history.”

Marie-Laure est une adolescente aveugle passionnée par le musée d’Histoire naturelle, qui doit fuir le Paris occupé de la Seconde Guerre mondiale et se réfugier chez un oncle étrange à Saint-Malo. Avec eux, ils emportent un joyaux qui aurait d’incroyable capacités.

Werner est un jeune orphelin allemand, passionné de radiophonie et qui est douée pour construire des radios. Enrôlés dans les jeunesses hitlériennes, il apprend petit à petit à traquer la Résistance grâce à cette radio.

C’est juste magnifique, voilà. C’est un souffle de liberté et de tendresse et d’amour passionné pour la vie et pour l’espoir qu’il reste quand il n’en reste plus.

5. N. H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society

“One reads poetry because he is a member of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion! Medicine, law, banking—these are necessary to sustain life. But poetry, romance, love, beauty? These are what we stay alive for!”

Ecoutez. Le Cercle des Poètes disparus c’est le film de ma vie. Je pleure non-stop pendant les 45 dernières minutes. Est-ce que vous me croyez si je vous dis que j’ai encore plus pleuré sur le livre ? Voilà, lisez ce livre, regardez ce film, réveillez le poète qui est en vous.

6. Michael Crichton, Jurassic Park

“Because the history of evolution is that life escapes all barriers. Life breaks free. Life expands to new territories. Painfully, perhaps even dangerously. But life finds a way.”

J’ai lu beaucoup de livres de mes films préférés cette année, et Jurassic Park est incroyable. La réflexion écologique, scientifique et humaine dans le livre est tellement plus poussée que dans le film !! Et Ian Malcolm est toujours aussi incroyable, charismatique, intelligent, et Ellie et Alan sont parfaits !! Et c’est un peu plus gore que le film et un peu plus angoissant, mais OUAH LISEZ LA VERSION LIVRE JUSTE APRES AVOIR VU LE FILM

7. Madeline Miller, Circe

“What could make a god afraid ? I knew that answer too. A power greater than their own.”

C’est la meuf qui a écrit The Song of Achilles et elle nous écrit une déesse, magicienne et sorcière, et puis femme aussi, profondément puissante, libre, brûlante, déterminée, forte et vulnérable, amoureuse, trahie. Toute la beauté et la nuance du personnage de Circé se retrouve dans ce livre !

8. Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“There must be something in books, things we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.”

Ca a été une grande année de classiques de la science-fiction et j’avais beaucoup d’appréhension à lire Fahrenheit 451, mais écoutez, c’est 200 pages de pur génie.

C’est un monde dystopique où les livres ont été interdits pour que les gens suivent le dogme du gouvernement sans poser de question et ne réfléchissent plus par eux-mêmes. Guy est un “fireman”, qui est chargé de brûlé les livres restants, dans les maisons des résistants, avec les résistants à l’intérieur. Mais sacrilège, après avoir rencontré une jeune résistante, il décide de voler un livre et tout à coup, son monde change...

Je pensais pas que ce livre serait aussi incroyable, mais OUI, je comprends pourquoi ironiquement, il est sur toutes les listes des banned books, parce que ça fait vraiment réfléchir sur le fond de l’humanité, sur la culture, la lecture, survivre ensemble, et sur comment le gouvernement totalitaire utilise l’accès à la culture comme arme (et ça fait peur comparé à la situation actuelle).

9. Emma Locatelli, Le Scandaleux Héliogabale.

“Pourquoi penserais-je à la mort ? Je préfère vivre intensément et périr dans la fleur de l'âge que de ne rien vivre du tout et traîner mon ennui jusqu'au jour où j'aurai une barbe blanche !”

On suit l’accession au trône d’Héliogabale puis toutes ses frasques et ses dérives en tant qu’empreur, allant jusqu’à instaurer un nouveau culte monothéiste, ce qui lui vaut la haine des romains.

Un livre fascinant sur la déchéance d'un homme et avec lui d'un empire... On hait Varius autant qu'il nous fait pitié, mais au final, ce sont les figures de femmes qui sont les plus impressionnantes : indépendantes, fières, prêtes à tout pour assoir leur place et conserver leur pouvoir.

10. David Gemmell, Rigante. T.1, L’épée de l’orage.

“Vous, les humains, vous êtes si impatients. Mais peut-être est-ce naturel pour une race qui vit des vies mesurables en battements de cœur.”

Con est né lors d’un orage, au moment de la mort de son père, couard. Adopté par le grand chef, il n’a pour objectif que de prouver sa valeur. Petit à petit, il forge sa légende, du tueur d’ours au grand conquérant qui a tué le roi.

C’est une épopée de fantasy médiévale formidable, complexe, les personnages sont attachants, l’univers est immense, dingue, on rêve de voyage, d’aventures et de combats d’épées, mais aussi de rentrer le soir dans sa petite chaumière, pour une veillée autour du feu avec le reste du village.

Un livre que j'avais abandonné à ma première lecture mais que j'avais laissé de côté en me disant que je n'étais sans doute juste pas encore prête. Effectivement, c'est un premier tome magistral, profond et intense, qui parle autant de guerre que des tragédies d'une famille et des difficultés de surpasser ses erreurs. C'est aussi un livre très fin sur ce qui fait le héro, et sur la complexité humaine. Après tout, un héros reste un homme, avec ses parts les plus sombres.

10 BIS. Tom Sweterlitsch, Terminus.

“On croyait jadis que l'enfer était l'absence de Dieu alors que c'est l'absence de mort.”

“ Depuis le début des années 80, un programme ultrasecret de la marine américaine explore de multiples futurs potentiels. Lors de ces explorations, ses agents temporels ont situé le Terminus, la destruction de toute vie sur terre, au XXVIIe siècle. En 1997, l’agent spécial Shannon Moss du NCIS reçoit au milieu de la nuit un appel du FBI : on la demande sur une scène de crime. Un homme aurait massacré sa famille avant de s’enfuir. Seule la fille aînée, Marian, 17 ans, serait vivante, mais reste portée disparue. Pourquoi contacter Moss? Parce que le suspect, Patrick Mursult, a comme elle contemplé le Terminus... dont la date s’est brusquement rapprochée de plusieurs siècles.” (4e de couv, parce que je savais pas comment vous expliquer l’histoire lmao)

L’univers est INCROYABLE, l’idée est SENSATIONNELLE, l’enquête est WOW, si bien ficelée, l’atmosphère est FOLLE, le Terminus comme concept c’est fantastique et terrifiant et glacial, vraiment une super belle découverte.

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aldarquen · 6 months

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“𝑀𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐽𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑎. 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒: 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑. 𝐼’𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔… 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟. 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑.

𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼’𝑚 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 “𝑀𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝐽𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑎. 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒: 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑦 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑. 𝐼’𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝐹𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠. 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔… 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟. 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑.

𝐻𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼’𝑚 𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.

𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑜.

𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒.”

I just can't get over how beautiful Marie-Laure and Werner's relationship is; a moment of complete joy and kindness in a world wrecked by a World War. If I had to pick a favorite scene in any historical drama - this is it. It means so much to me seeing the talented Aria Mia Loberti and Louis Hofmann bring these heartwarming characters to life.

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