strong yet delicate

Ella Blake, 26. The other twin.

[marcellablake]

Letter delivered to MARCELLA BLAKE, of HAYES VALLEY, SAN FRANCISCO, CA 94102. Dated DECEMBER 26, 2015. The letter reads:

Marcella,

It’s been a little over a month since we ran into each other. To say that it has been a whirlwind of emotions is quite an understatement. Together we have loved and lost and regained, all in the span of almost five weeks. A part of me wishes to let you go; the other, to hold on. So I gave myself a deadline, and that deadline was December 25th. I’ve made my choice—I’ve decided to continue my pursuit of you.

I had hoped that my Christmas present would be something significant. But what is there to give to a person who has only known loss all their life? Should it be an object that would symbolize that I have forgiven you and that my affections for you have never strayed? Or should it be a speech that would only contain heartfelt platitudes and promises that I am ready to offer? Yet anything tangible doesn’t cut quite it, for material things are finite and easy to destroy, and intangible things are slowly but surely forgotten. 

What I mean to say is that neither choice seem adequate to express my affection—no, my love—for you. So my Christmas present for you this year is a mixture of both. I offer you promises, a ring, and a future that shall be filled with nothing but life. Six months have passed and while I have spent a great deal of that time wondering where I’ve failed and what I’ve done wrong to deserve such heartache, such an experience has also taught me that it is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all. And now that Fate has given me the opportunity to stumble upon you again, I plan on regaining the only home I’ve ever known.

I know this is a lot to take in. I will not hold it against you if you don’t want to reconnect with me so suddenly, nor do I think I’ll be receiving a response anytime soon. However, while this is an indefinite offer, I cannot promise that I will wait forever. I know you’re scared of commitment, Ella, but we’d be fools to let happiness pass us by. 

Merry Christmas, my darling. I love you.  

Yours, 

M.B. 

[keilaxmaahs-blog]

Keila was walking through the Robert Motherwell exhibit at the de Young museum when she saw an individual standing in front of a piece of art. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

[marcellablake]

Marcella stood idly before a painting, deep in thought. She wasn’t sure why she was at a museum but the want to go and appreciate another form of art was strong today. As a stranger approached her, the question asked offered her a distraction and she gladly accepted. “It is. A lot of the works here are-- but something about this piece. It’s intriguing.”

[romvnio]

“Hey, g’mornin’. Come on in.” Nolan began tidying up around him, allowing the other inside. “Sorry ‘bout the mess. We just got back from the Maldives and I haven’t had time to really clean or really do anything, but don’t worry, I bought your gift before we left.”

[marcellablake]

“Hey! Morning. Sorry to barge in like this--” Marcella nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before closing the door behind him. “It’s okay, honestly, my place is worse. Otherwise, we’d be meeting at my place instead.” She laughed. “Oh, please, Nolan. You didn’t have to do that.”

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soleilbordeaux:

“Aw, I love that. My maman and I made souffles, I am up to my ears in souffles right now.  I delivered most of them today but still some have to be delivered tomorrow. I feel like hip-cute-girl santa.”

“Yeah, I miss her. Anyway, did you want me to help? I honestly don’t mind considering I won’t be doing much tomorrow and there’s no way I’m going to let you deliver these alone. You gotta have some time to celebrate too!”

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clementine-thornton:

“I just mean the magic, you know? It’s lovely to go into the town squares and see all the pretty decorations and stuff but – I wish that adults could feel as enchanted with it all as children do.”

“Oh.” Ella bit down on her bottom lip and nodded. “The magic has disappeared for us, yeah. But you can look at it this way-- the children you happen to gaze upon who are so enchanted by Christmas-- they’re filled with magic. Talking to them could restore a bit of yours.”

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soleilbordeaux:

“I hear you.” Soleil sighs as she juggles the baking goods in her hands. “But at least there is baking?”

Ella tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before taking another bite out of the cookie and smiled a little. “This is definitely the highlight of my holiday. My mom and I used to make these together every Christmas when I was a little girl.”

[marcellablake]

“Yeah, honestly? It doesn’t even feel like Christmas. Not for me anyway-- these past two years have been kinda rough.”

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iriscarlyle:

“Don’t say anything. Not. A. Word.”

"At least let me dry your hair. The last thing I want is for you to get sick during Christmas.”

[marcellablake]

clementine-thornton:

“The holidays are just the bleeding worst when you’re an adult. Honestly, what’s the point?”

“That’s what I’m saying! Everyone’s bank account goes from 100 to 0 real quick.”

[dailylizzieolsen]

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[marcellablake]

nathanielxadams:

“I’d offer my help, but I don’t think i’d be very good at it.”

@marcellablake

“Ah, no worries. We can take care of your gifts first while I try to figure out mine.”

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romanxguerra:

“You’re doing Christmas shopping, but you’re not? Sounds like a paradox.” 

“That was the plan when I left the house and well-- you know-- things don’t always go according to plans.”

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drew--james:

“Yeah, it happens to the best of us.”

“How’s your shopping going?”

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ro-grahamrp:

“No not really. I might get a friend something and I love the deals I can find for myself but nothing so far.”

“I was going shop online but then the stress of making sure it gets delivered on time is too much to handle. Anyway, I’m sure you’ll find something for yourself! A lot of things are on sale, surprisingly.”

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clea-clemmons:

“Hey, Marcella…”

“Clea, hey! Um, how are you? It’s been a long time.”

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briannawilde:

“How about for yourself? That should be the most important person on your list.”

“Ah, you make a good point. But I-- I don’t really need or want anything, at the moment.”