Evelyn Carnahan (Evie) (bookyeve) wrote,
Evelyn Carnahan (Evie)

Room 512: late Friday night

I sing of warfare and a man at war.
From the sea-coast of Troy in early days
He came to Italy by destiny,
To our Lavinian western shore,
A fugitive, this captain, buffeted...

"Really, I don't think the draperies are helping," Evie told Anne suddenly, perched on the edge of her window-seat, one hand up in dramatic declamation style. "I don't feel like Virgil. Or even Emily Bronte."
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