A/N: Usually the subject for each day is the same, but this is the first day I've had a different subject for my two stories (this one is a quote, while my Glee one is 'Throw'). I don't know where it came from, but it sounded nice. Admetus POV, to save confusion. Short, but sweet. Enjoy!
January 14th, 2010 – "It's always those that speak the least that have the most to say."
I could always see it in her eyes – the words, the opinions, the wisdom inside she didn't let out.
She feared rejection so strongly, and so her great intellect was wasted in her own mind. Locked away and forgotten, so she could just sit in silence and hide her true nature.
Exotic a, I mean. We shared many long, private conversations behind the hubbub of normal Jellicle Life, where the others competed for the spotlight in games of who likes who and who did what, basking in the reflected glow as we knew it was all we would get. We were okay with that.
"Some day," She would tell me, eyes glazed over in a dream-like state, "We will look back on this and be proud. We have lived happy lives, haven't we Ma chère?"
She was asking me as much as she was asking herself. She lacked the life she wanted, of freedom and knowledge and acknowledgement without beauty or cunning. A hidden lust for things unknown. She could have been a scholar, an explorer, a gypsy, but instead she stayed with me, sharing her shy words with those who would listen, watching the world pass by without her and assuring us both we chose the right thing.
For some reason, Exotica is French. I just sort of like her that way, being an interesting character no one seems to develop fully. If you have any characters or songs or quotes you would like to see in the future I'd love to hear about it. Review, if you please!