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alma_karma) wrote2011-09-05 05:56 pm
alma_karma) wrote2011-09-05 05:56 pm
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014 ☯ Alma [VIDEO]
Yu!
[The video feed clicks on in a rush to show Alma with a rather determined look on his face. He's sitting on a small patch of concrete near the garden, a leather-bound notebook (fairly similar to one used by a certain inspector, in fact) open in his lap.]
I forgot to ask... Do you know when my birthday is?
[The video feed clicks on in a rush to show Alma with a rather determined look on his face. He's sitting on a small patch of concrete near the garden, a leather-bound notebook (fairly similar to one used by a certain inspector, in fact) open in his lap.]
I forgot to ask... Do you know when my birthday is?
1/2
[And see, there goes another notch on the proverbial ruler measuring the gap between them. Allen believes with all his heart that the war will end someday, but he's also looking at a long, hard road before they get there. Thus his comment about Johnny wasn't made in any capacity of immediacy.
In contrast, he's reminded that for 'llujah, the war really is about to end. He might not have meant it that way, but that's what it sounds like to Allen's ears.
So there's really nothing he can do except smile, a little tightly, a little grim, but lit by a steely resolution and fierce with the belief that in the end, it'll all be okay.]
[ simply: ] It will.
[And Johnny, bless his soul, will be one of many to make it through to what they're fighting for.]