Stories tagged “Sophia D'Soleil”

  • [noir 1] Missing Mister Mess

    Ten ’till closing, and here she was, wrapped in her faux-fur coat, tears rolling down her cheeks. What a dame, I thought, as I handed her a tissue. “Please, Joe, ya gotta help me. He’s gone, my Mess is gone!” Her name was Marli....

  • [noir 2] Sophia's Diner

    Sophia ran this greasy-spoon kinda dive down the street from the station. The food was a guaranteed heart-attack, but she served the best cup of Joe in town. No pun intended. Marli and I took a seat at a booth in the back. Sophia came for our orders. D...

  • Becoming Sophia D'Soleil (legend challenge)

    There was a time in my life when the sky seemed blue and the clouds seemed whiter. There was a time when buildings were made of brick and mortar and human sweat and people bought milk from the farmer because he was the one with the cow. There was a tim...

  • Becoming Sophia (1)

    This tale begins three hundred seventy-seven years ago, but it does not start with Sophia D’Soleil, oh no. Back then, I was not Sophia D’Soleil. Back then, all those years ago, my name was Marina, Marina Lennon, but thanks to my three wonde...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (2)

    It was rather discomforting to understand that I killed my mother coming out of her, but since I never really knew the woman and I still had my dad, I can’t say I felt such a large loss. My father filled any void my mother could have left and I t...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (3)

    When my father first fell ill, I took it upon myself to hire a stay in nurse. Help was hard to find however, even for a family as well off as mine, and I eventually settled for a nurse with three daughters who would have to come along. I didn’t l...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (4)

    Adelind was a beautiful woman, even I couldn’t deny that. Her German features were unmistakable and strikingly radiant. She had long blonde hair that she had passed onto the two older daughters, I noted, the youngest was unfortunate enough to hav...

  • Becoming Sophia (5)

    I gave them rooms on the second floor. In houses of wealth, it is well known that servants’ quarters are on the first floor, temporary guests stay on the second and the owners of the house live above. The turrets are reserved for storage, of cour...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (6)

    As time passed, I watched Adelind and my father fall in love. It was slightly disconcerting as I was not really sure how to deal with such a scandalous development, but I was happy because my father was happy. Adelind and her daughters joined our Sunda...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (7)

    In November of 1632, my father became bedridden. Newly wedded to Adelind, I couldn’t help but feel pity for both of them. I could see the love in the kind carresses they shared when they believed no one was looking, but I could also see the pain....

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (8)

    I will never forget that Dark Day. The day when the skies that rolled over my head became polluted with looming thunderclouds. Adelind stood next to him while I knelt by the edge of the bed. Margarete, Cristyne and Elsebeth stood awkwardly behind us. &...

  • Becoming Sophia (9)

    For many months after my father’s death, Adelind was very cold to me. Her daughters, save Elsebeth, had never been quite so friendly, but they took their mother’s new distaste as freedom to make my life miserable. Margarete’s seventee...

  • Becoming Sophia (10)

    Margarete eventually did end up marrying one of the lesser French socialites, Jaques Henri Maudit IV, who ended up gambling away a good portion of his family’s money. When they lost their house, both of them came back to live in the Lennon estate...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (11)

    After many days of brushing her hair, I did it without being asked anymore. When Cristyne noticed this, she whined that I never brushed her hair, so I conceded to also do hers. After weeks of this, it just became another part of my day, another one of ...

  • Becoming Sophia (12)

    “You have two arms don’t you? Do your own damned hair!” I shouted angrily at them. Cristyne gaped at me, her brows furrowed in affront. Margarete stood before me, she was taller than I was and her furious eyes burned down into my skul...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (13)

    I gaped up at Adelind, stunned that she had struck me in anger and I hadn’t even done anything! “I can’t believe you,” she hissed in my face. I was tempted to wipe her spit away, but too scared to do anything. “You should ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (14)

    I was dragged down to the dingiest of the first floor servants’ quarters and tossed into the room. My hands and knees ached where they connected with the hard stone floor, but I made no sound. All I could do was try and put all my hate into one g...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (15)

    I don’t know how but I got through that dreadful week. Every day I was awakened at four to go milk the cow. At six I helped make breakfast. At seven I helped serve breakfast. At eight thirty I was allowed my quarter rations. At nine I helped clea...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (16)

    After I was done with Margarete and Cristyne’s hair I was usually allowed just to nap for awhile because the servants hated having me working with them. It was wrong to them and it was wrong to me. I had grown up in a life of luxury and the hards...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (17)

    After I fed the chickens I would go to the cupboard under the sink and get the soap and a bucket. I would walk out to the well and fill the bucket full of water and carry the bucket all the way back to the kitchen. I would break off a piece of the soap...

  • Becoming Sophia (18)

    I had grown up singing and had been told that I had a nice singing voice, but I had never received proper lessons. Given that lessons were traditionally started when a girl turned fourteen and I was still twelve, and only eleven when my father died, I ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (19)

    I knocked timidly on the wood of the door and waited for the cue to enter. When none came, I knocked a bit louder. Still nothing. I called to Adelind, wondering if perhaps she had dozed off. Not a sound. Slowly I opened her door a bit and poked my head...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (20)

    “I WILL RAISE MY VOICE IF I FIND IT NECESSARY!” I yelled at Adelind furiously. “YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BRAT!” “UNGRATEFUL?! HOW CAN YOU CALL ME UNGRATEFUL?!” “YOU WILL STOP THIS BEHAVIOR THIS INSTANT!” ...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (21)

    Adelind crouched down to be closer to my face and it added pressure on my palm that left me breathless. I felt my bones breaking apart and dislocating under her damned shoe heel and I was helpless to stop it. “This is the least of what I can do t...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Becoming Sophia (22)

    Margarete moved into my old third floor room. She moved into the room that I had slept in for ten years of my life. She moved into the room I had stayed in when my father was still alive. She moved into one of the very few rooms of the house where I st...

    • Author: K-Jellybean
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5