#sofia romeo

[sirianasims]

Chapter 44.2

Summer is coming to an end, and the warm glow of the early evening bathes everything in gold, casting long shadows and making everything seem almost dreamlike. The sturdy planks of the bridge creak slightly as we cross, the sound blending with the gentle thuds of hooves against wood and the faint rush of the river below. In the distance, the constant song of the waterfalls form a faint, rumbling backdrop.

The sound of Serafina’s hooves changes as we leave the bridge and turn onto the cobbled stone road that leads to the estate. On evenings like this, I love Tartosa so much it makes my heart ache, and I wonder why I ever leave. The air smells sweeter here than anywhere else, a hint of saltwater mingling with the ever-present lavender and the more subtle, grassy notes of the earth itself.

I slow Serafina down as we reach the large mosaic that marks the crossroads. The colour has faded slightly with time, but the motif is as clear as ever, two intertwined wedding bands surrounded by the waves of the Tartosan sea. My great-grandparents commissioned it for an anniversary years before I was even born, a tribute to their love story carved into the very ground.

Serafina tosses her head impatiently, the reins tugging on my hands and pulling me out of my reverie. I feel her muscles tense up under the saddle, and she paws at the ground with her foreleg, restless.

“Sorry, girl,” I murmur. “We’ll go back to your baby now.”

I dismount as soon as we reach the paddock, stroke her neck and thank her for the ride. The light sheen of sweat on her coat is warm against my palm, but her focus is not on me anymore. Her tail swishes in agitation as a delicate, high-pitched nicker can be heard from the stables and I quickly open the gate and lead her through.

My uncle Gio waits for us in the doorway, brushing bits of hay off his gloves. Behind him, Serafina’s foal whinnies excitedly at the sight of its mother.

“There you are. How did it go?” He takes the reins from my outstretched hand and lets the impatient mare into her stall.

“She did great, she’s definitely getting her strength back. I let her gallop along the coast for a bit, you should have seen her. She was practically flying.”

“That’s my girl,” Gio mumbles softly, almost to himself. “Thanks for taking her out, she needed the exercise. As much as Sofia tries, she can’t ride all of them every day and school starts back up soon. How long are you staying this time?”

“I haven’t decided yet. Another week, maybe more. I need a break from everything, some time to figure out what to do next.”

“And a week or two is enough for that?”

“It’s a start. I’ll be fine, you know me, Gio.”

“Exactly, I know you. Well, tell your aunt I’ll be in soon, I’m almost done here.”

“You don’t want any help?”

He laughs, waving me off.

“You were always more useful in the kitchen, my boy.”

As soon as I open the heavy front doors of the main house, I’m met with the sound of laughter. Aunt Teresa is wiping tears of mirth from her eyes as they both turn to me.

“Hi mum, Teresa. What’s so funny?”

My mother lights up at the sight of me, and I hurry over to give her a hug before she can attempt to stand.

“Paolo, did you happen to see Giovanni out there? Is he coming in too?”

“Soon, zia, he’s just making sure the vineyard doesn’t run out of fertiliser.”

My mother laughs, giving my arm a feeble squeeze with her left hand. “I don’t think that’ll happen any time soon.”

“Well, we better not take any chances, mum. The entire Romeo fortune could be at stake, and I’m currently unemployed.”

Teresa shakes her head, smiling, then calls towards the stairs. “Sofia? Come down, please.”

Seconds later, my youngest cousin skips down the stairs.

Her older sisters, Laura and Anna, both moved out years ago, but Sofia was a late surprise addition, still just a baby when I first moved to Del Sol Valley. To Gio’s endless joy, Sofia is just as obsessed with the horses as he is.

“Sofia, you can do your piano lesson while I make dinner. Is that alright with you, Rose?”

My mother nods and carefully gets up and walks to her usual chair by the piano. Her steps are agonisingly slow but dignified, and I resist the urge to help her, instead distracting myself by picking a few white horse hairs off my shirt.

Teresa disappears into the kitchen, and I opt for simply taking the shirt off before following her.

A copper pot simmers on low heat on the old stove. Teresa’s kitchen was always my favourite room in this house, filled with delicious smells and tastes. Ever since I could walk, I kept ending up in the kitchens, both here and at the vineyard, and my grandmother and aunts never hesitated to put me to work.

There are herbs everywhere, clay pots of fresh basil and oregano. Recently picked thyme and sage, still with their purple flowers, hangs from the ceiling and fills the air with their fragrance.

Teresa points to a bunch of ripe tomatoes by the sink, drying next to the carrots and zucchini she picked earlier.

“You can start by slicing the tomatoes.”

I wash my hands and begin cutting. There’s a small bowl of large, juicy grapes from the vineyard on the table, and I pop one into my mouth. The taste brings back memories of long summers helping out with the harvest, of sun and dirt and the first time I was allowed to taste the family wine.

“How are things over in Del Sol? Your mother says you’re no longer doing voices?”

“Yeah, the show I was working on has ended. But one of my friends is trying to set me up with her agent. For movie roles, I mean.”

“You’re going back to movies? That sounds wonderful! You were so happy back when you did that.”

I know for a fact that Teresa hasn’t watched a single second of Llama Man’s adventures, animated or otherwise, but she was always supportive.

“Yeah, I’m still considering it, but…”

A wildly off-key chord sounds from the living room, followed by laughter as my mother explains something and Sofia starts over.

I glance at the crutches leaning against the wall and lower my voice slightly, although my mother is unlikely to hear me over Sofia murdering a Tartosan folk song.

“How is she doing? When I’m not here, I mean?”

“You always worry too much, tesoro. Your mother is fine.”

“I know, I just… I haven’t been home much lately.”

“You’ve been busy. It’s understandable, you have your own life over there.”

“But now that… There’s nothing that really keeps me over there right now. And both her leg and her hand seems worse lately. I was wondering if I should take a longer break, stay home with her for a while…”

Teresa sighs.

“Paolo, listen to me. It is not your job to replace your father. Your mother is happy. She has family, she has friends, she has so much joy in her life. You need to try and find some joy in your life too.”

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Keys Are People, Too by Inc0mple, an In- Depth Analysis With Theories

IF YOU HAVEN'T READ UP TO THE END OF CHAPTER 127 OF KEYS ARE PEOPLE, TOO, LOOK AWAY NOW!!! BEHOLD, SPOILERS! AND NOT ENOUGH JAABU!!!

Okay, so, Keys Are People, Too is to have 151 chapters, which means there are 24 chapters left. And as we know, a lot can happen in 24 chapters. The twelfth key still needs to be found (and dealt with, I imagine), and there still needs to be an ending. My main question just now is “who is the twelfth key?” 

I highly doubt Inc0mple will introduce an entirely new character simply for the purposes of having a twelfth key, and we know it isn’t Nox, due to the fact that KAPT was planned and mostly written before the canon S1 finale. So, this leaves the characters who have already been introduced. 

The royal siblings (I'm taking this list from In The Morning, and from The Silver Tiara) are Violet, Sylvia, Goldie, Bronte, Sofia, Reuben, Romeo, Jade, Cooper, Sutton, and Cora. Obviously, the eleven siblings are the keys (we know that for certain), meaning they fall under gemstones/metals and archetypes.  

I am obsessed with fairytales as a concept, as almost everything I write for myself has some basis in fairytales. So, I LOVE archetypes. Unfortunately, the typical storytelling 12 archetypes list doesn’t apply in this instance. Which means that through the material we have, we can assume new archetypes.  

We know there is the heroine key, Silver, who takes her place in the story as Idonea/Chase. The villainess key, Violet, who is Acantha/Buddy. The hero key, who is Prunella. And the helper key, Elise/Deacon. That’s four down, eight to go! AND! If there is a heroine and hero key, there must be a villain key to go with the villainess key, right? But I'll get back to that. Five down, seven to go. I’m going to apply the archetypes I have (minus the villain key) to the siblings! 

If you haven’t read Allume-Feu, look away now. 

Violet, the eldest daughter! To be honest, I'm not sure what her gemstone/metal is. Regardless, her archetype is likely villainess. Personally, I am on her side for anything because I love my beautiful murderous princess and I am SUCH a Violet simp, but we do know that she attempted murder by doing that lil thing at the ball. I’ve forgiven her automatically because I’m in love with her, but unfortunately, she is still a villainess. Is Acantha Spicula also a villainess? Yes. There can be two villainesses. Women supporting women in their homicides, we love to see it. 

Sylvie, our beautiful heroine with a sweet tooth. The burdened, sweet big sister. I honestly think her loss hit me the most, but maybe that was just In0mple’s fantastic writing making me feel all that pain. We know she’s Silver, we know she’s the heroine. 

Goldie, eldest son, always reminds me of MARVEL’s Thor for some reason. We know he’s gold, of course. We also know he’s the hero key! Easy enough. Someone, please, agree with me on the Thor thing. 

Bronte, gentle helper. I actually wasn’t a huge fan of Bronze before KAPT, but i have a soft spot for him now. Naturally, he is Bronze, and naturally, he’s the helper. Again, easy enough. I’m stealing that chicken mitt. 

That’s the four we know, who, conveniently, are the oldest four! Now onto the others. Just to recap (mainly for my own benefit), that’s Sofia, Reuben, Romeo, Jade, Cooper, Sutton, and Cora. Obvious archetypes first.  

Romeo, oh Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? By the way, “wherefore” means “why”, so Juliet was asking “Why are you Romeo?”. Maybe because his parents named him that? But in all seriousness, Romeo and Juliet is probably better than you think it is. Speaking of which, “the greatest love story ever told”? Romeo, who falls in love with everyone he sees? Romeo, who writes love letters? Now, I wonder what archetype he could be... the Lover, of course! And i can’t find the comment exactly, but I believe Inc0mple themself (I don’t know their pronouns, I'm so sorry, please correct me) said that Romeo’s gemstone was rose quartz! 

Six archetypes down. Halfway there. 

Cooper, one of the twins. I mean, in the end notes of Heralds And Thieves (well well well), Inc0mple says “Jade and Cooper's dynamic goes like this: Jade talks your ear off on behalf of both of them while Cooper quietly robs you.” Cooper quietly robs you? Heralds and THIEVES? We know exactly what Cooper’s archetype is, and they are the thief. And their gemstone/metal is copper!  

And leading on with Heralds And Thieves, we have our next archetype. The Herald. As well as being a Scottish newspaper, The Herald is “person or thing viewed as a sign that something is about to happen.” A prophet, if you will. Jade, my second favourite of all the siblings (second only to Violet, my beautiful queen), seems to predict, or try to will things into, the future. Jade says “I’M GONNA WILL YOUR DEMISE INTO EXISTENCE AND THEN IT’S ACTUALLY GONNA HAPPEN” and the thing is, it just might. And of course, Jade’s gemstone/metal is a jade.  

Eight archetypes down. Seventeen Ferrero Rochers down. Don’t tell my mum. 

Okay, now it’s eighteen Ferrero Rochers. DEFINITELY don’t tell my mum.  

Anyway. 

This leaves us with Sofia, Reuben, Sutton and Cora. Now, none of these are the villain key, I can tell you that. So, what are they? 

Sofia! Beautiful, smart, wonderful Sofia. Love Sofia. Sofia is described as bookish, and if I remember correctly, Idonea/Chase finds her often in the library. My guess, though it’s a fairly feeble one as I'm not 100% sure about Sofia, is that her gemstone is sapphire. She seems to be one of the more intelligent of the group, getting books and giving advice to her siblings. Of all the archetypes I can think of, The Mentor fits her best. God, I want to be friends with her so badly. 

Reuben, when you think about his name, has a ruby as his gemstone/metal. This is further proven by his dagger, which is ruby encrusted. Subtle? No. Yet I somehow managed to miss that until one of my friends pointed it out. Clearly, my archetype is the moron. From what I remember (I need sleep so I can’t remember much), Reuben is quite grumpy, and a bit rude sometimes. However, he seems to have an air of authority about him, and doesn’t do what people tell him to. My guess is as good as your own, but I'd say he’s the Ruler. 

Next up, Sutton! Sutton is wonderful and I adore him. First of all, Sylvie tells him “That’s not very funny, is it?” and then the boy proceeds to play pranks and the like. That makes his archetype obvious. He’s the Jester! Or the Joker. Whatever it is you like to call it, he’s the funny one. His gemstone/metal stumped me too, I'll admit, although I was leaning towards sunstone.

And now, the final sibling. 

Cora! Youngest sister, and she is pink, I believe. The logical explanation for her gemstone/metal is coral, although coral isn’t a gemstone OR a metal. Oh well. It doesn’t need to make sense. She fits one of my favourite archetypes. The Innocent. The little kid, sweet and perfect.  

And that’s the eleven siblings and their archetypes. The final archetype, as I said before, is the villain. So, who could that be?  

Peris Ravenell? Our favourite idiot man, or as I prefer to call him, our favourite wannabe himbo. His name, Peris, could link to Peridot or alike, but as much as he is an absolute moron, he is no villain. So that rules him out. (Unless, of course, my villain theory is vastly off and I'm yapping for no reason). 

Galeus? The father, the king, the horrible man I would kill on sight. I’m joking. Or am I? He could absolutely be called a villain, but he isn’t related to Rosenepphe by blood and therefore wouldn’t have the power to be the twelfth key.  

After about four hours of speculating and driving myself in circles, still I have no answers. It looks like my villain theory is, in fact, likely wrong. That opens up the possibility of it being not a man. So, who else do we have?  

Lady Acantha Spicula. Our fabulous villainess. Which archetype could she be? There is a fair bit of emphasis on her power, so perhaps the Magician? And what of her character? First, I'm looking at her name. 

In mythology, Acantha was a nymph who scratched Apollo’s face after she refused his offer of love yet again. Apollo, my dude, take the hint. He turned her into a plant called the Acanthus, because apparently that’s all he can do. I don’t know if that is at all relevant to the storyline, but it’s interesting. Plus, Rosenepphe and Sheda were anagrams of Greek figures! 

Acantha having her human form taken from her probably ties in with the ongoing theme in KAPT of loss of autonomy. Acantha, in the mythology, had her choice over her body taken away.  

A Spicula is “a hard, pointed projection on part of a plant or animal; a spine or prickle” according to Google. Again, may not be important to the storyline, but still interesting. 

Going back to the theme of loss of autonomy, Acantha Spicula, or Buddy, doesn’t really make her own choices. Ex Libris does. She is, I believe, purely a vessel for their plans, and she has no real free will.  

I can’t see any gemstone/metal she might be, but you never know. Her being a key could tie in nicely with the storyline, especially considering her magic being already there, and the fact that she has a magic book. You know who else does magic book related stuff? The keys. Just saying. 

Who else?  

Idonea! Our heroine and narrator. Granted, she doesn’t have magic, but could “The Narrator” be an archetype? I guess we’ll find out. It would explain why Buddy wants Chase out of the book, as he doesn’t want to have to fight/harm Chase. Idonea could be the gemstone Idocrase, for example. Less likely than Spicula, but still possible.  

And of course, Rose. Lady Rose, down in her tomb, drawing disturbing pictures and traumatising us all. Gotta love her. I’m not sure what her archetype would be, or her gemstone, but she remains a possibility.  

We only have 24 chapters to go, and the knowledge that Inc0mple is a genius hangs heavy over us all. 24 chapters, and at least one of those will reveal the truth to us. Who is the twelfth key? What on earth is Buddy up to? Where’s Deacon? Will Chase and Deacon be arrested for stealing that book? What of Ex Libris? Will Jaabu take over the world, as she should? 

I suppose it is all we can do to wait and find out.  

If you haven’t read Keys Are People, Too by Inc0mple, go read it as fast as you can because it’s less than two months until the story ends, and it’s one of the best things I have ever read. 

If you read all of that, I salute you. If you didn’t, I understand you. If you’re inc0mple, I hope you know you have changed my entire life with your fic. Thank you. 

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Истории минувших дней: Сан-Мишуно | Бьергсен-Фирс

Наглядная работа генетики на примере внучки этой четвёрки. Правда влияния Ромео что-то не наблюдается.

Ну и мейковер ребят, что делала для дерева, историю которых можно прочитать здесь.

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romeo: *sigh*

luna: ouch that looked like it stung!

romeo: you still in love with me or something?

luna: just want to remind you that you still owe me that handbag and money!

romeo: ugh... you know, you could just have asked me if you wanted to dance.

luna: what are you talking about?

romeo: this used to be our song, remember?

luna: i remember

romeo: luna... tell me, did i do something wrong?

luna: *sigh* no, it was my fault. i didn't mean to hurt you like that... you did nothing wrong!

romeo: then why?

luna: i wish i could tell you.

romeo: why can't you?

luna: because i can't

hermia: jules...

juliette: it's okay

puck: hey, sofia. please tell me you have seen merc or tybalt somewhere?

sofia: sorry, i haven't seen them since we cut your cake.

[mystikblues]

they say I’m too young to love u, they say I’m too dumb to see

[tricoufamily]

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