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Diary of a Madman's Son
11/14
Not much has gone on today.
Mother played her violin for hours on end, starting nigh sunrise and kept playing until Father took her four-string away from her and the swiftly bleeding fingers that held the instrument so carefully and expertly.
I'm not too worried about it. It's not the first time it's ever happened. She does it quite often, actually, or often enough to make it seem like it's a regular occurrence. Actually, I've noticed since Jyscal pointed out, she only seems to do it yearly, though three different days during the year. Nobody seems to know why, exactly, except Father, who won't tell either of us.
Jyscal theorizes it's her way of expressing deep grief over the loss of her parents, Father's parents, and a friend or two that she's had. I'm not so sure about that, but it does seem to make sense.
Every time Mother plays, it's either some quick-moving waltz, driving tango, hypnotic lullaby, or some altered, spruced up version of the all-famous Hymn. I love listening to her play, though she does put herself in an immense amount of pain over it, though it doesn't seem to bother her until about her tenth hour of strait playtime.
I'm not quite sure how Father feels about it. I only know that when she plays, he stands a short way away from her and watches her intently, always poised as if something bad is going to happen to her. Jyscal tells me that when Mother becomes too emotional about something, be it joy, sadness, depression, or some other like that, she tends to faint and have seizures due to some head injury inflicted by her abusive parents when she was a child. That may be what Father is waiting for- her to fall. He loves her so much to let her hit the ground. Romantic much?
Mother plays again, though it's a bit off-key since her fingers are bandaged. She hates to let Father "cure" her, so he doesn't unless it's a dire emergency, like that time she had a seizure in the middle of a fight and the fiend she was battling inflicted a mortal wound to her chest. Father healed her until he could heal her no more, despite her barking demands for him to leave her be and such.
Speaking of Father, I can hear him now, taking her instrument away and forcing her to the bedroom for the much-needed rest her body screams for, as can be seen just by looking at her form that has held that playing position all day. She won't take sleep. She doesn't need it, as she screams at him. There's a crash- most likely her leaping on Father as he tries to put the violin back in its case and him retaliating by catching her against one arm and flinging her into his armchair. She's so much smaller than him…
It's suddenly become quiet out there.
Father just bode me goodnight. Mother sleeps in his arms, and I can tell she's been spelled to sleep… Father and his magic… that's fine, though. He would never do anything to hurt her while she was under his power.
He's telling me it's time for bed, but gave me permission to finish this first. Either Father is vehemently strong, or Mother is feather light, because he just shifted her to one arm and hugged me around the shoulders, as he does most of the time.
I suppose it's to bed with me, now…
-Again and always, Reiko Guado