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snicketstrange · 5 years

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The "R" letter to Lemony was actually sent by the real R

This is part 6 of Strange Interpretation by Jean Lúcio from Brazil.

To understand this text, it is necessary to read some of my previous texts.

I will now continue the explanation of my theory about R's letter to Lemony. I believe the true sender of this letter is the real R. I would not say that believing this is essential to understanding the rest of my theory. However, I spent a lot of time thinking about it, and I feel the need to present the succinct result of my concentrated thoughts.

I believe that the real "R" purposely missed the color of the car in the staging and the position of the car. I believe she used a kind of Duress code. In the minutes of the VFD meeting partially printed in chapter 3 of the UA, there is a record of a speech of R, which is spelled out. "Someone migth, for example, forget crucial information regarding the exact location of the automobiles we use to store necessary files and convey messages." The person who underlined this passage, wrote the following at the edge of the page: "an interesting idea ..." I believe R thought this was an interesting idea to use as Duress code. After all, she knew the Snicket family would be sure that R would never forget the location and color of the car. In the letter found on page 83 of the UA, R states that he would never forget the location of the secret Jeep. Now notice what Lemony first thought of when reading the letter as described in her personal notes:

"The Jeep outside the Orion Observatory was of course not navy blue but black, and parked in the northwest corner, not the southwest." She would never forget this The real R was tested on this information every month for more than seven years. IS SHE TRYING TO TELL ME SOMETHING? "

In addition, in the letter's contents, there is evidence that R used secret codes based on books. All the books that are quoted in the letter are among those cited in chapter 10 of the UA: Charlotte's Web, Green Mansions, Ivan Lachrymose: Lake Explorer. In chapter 10, the excerpt from Carlotte's Web makes reference to crickets that sing: "Summer is over and gone", Over and gone, over and gone. Summer is dying, dying. "Among the books cited in chapter 10 of the AU, there is a book called "Mamba du Mau: A Snake that will never kill me." In this book, the author (Uncle Monty using an anagram as a pseudonym) explains that Mamba du Mal and garden crickets can be trained to alert people. If crickets or Mamba du Mau say, "Summer is" for instance, they are communcating a coded version of the phrase "Enemie are nerby. "

If they say the phrase "Over and gone" they actually mean "probably in disguise" and the word "dying" as a code for "Beware of arson".

So when R talked about crickets in the winter, it's likely she was sending the message to Lemony: "Enemie are nerby, probably in disguise." Beware of arson. This knowledge about codes using books is not widespread on the side of Lemony's enemies. Most of them do not like to read. That's why secret codes using books are so safe.

The other book cited by R is Ivan Lachrymose: Lake Explorer. This is a book that was written solely to keep secret documents between pages 302 and 303, also according to chapter 10 of the UA. Thus, in saying that this book was lost, R is claiming that she lost important documents in the fire of her house. All sides of Shism know the secret of this book, so I can not use it here as an argument to defend the authenticity of the letter of R. However, I am in the process of understanding the secret code hidden in Green Mansions. I have not yet reached a final conclusion, but I know that this is one of the books cited in Chapter 10 of the AU. At the moment, I think the way to decode this code is similar to the Verse Fluctuation Declaration. The difference is that the coded words are omitted. In chapter 10 of the UA, there is an excerpt with some words omitted from Green Mansions.

It is written thus:

"It is a cause of great regret to me that this task has taken so much longer to time than I had expected for its completion ... A darkened chamber, the existence of which had never been suspected in that familiar house ... the only thing that would have to do with it would be that it would have to be the same as that of the serpent. untold chapter in a man's life for imagination to work on. "

To find out what was written in the gaps, I went to the original work. There I found the following text in the first gap:

"It is now many months-over a year, in fact-since I wrote to Georgetown announcing my intention of publishing, IN A VERY FEW MONTHS, the whole truth about Mr. Abel. , and I had hoped that the discussion in the newspapers would have ceased, at all events, until the appearance of the promised book.It was not so at this distance from Guiana I was not aware of how much conjectural matter was being printed week by week in the local press, some of which must have been painful reading to Mr. Abel's friends "

I found this passage so significant! If you replaced the name Mr Abel by Mr Snicket, that whole section would make sense in the subject of the letter.

When I read I was surprised. The excerpt talks about book publications, about dubious newspaper information, about how the character's friends were concerned about this information. The passage talks about a trip abroad, specifically for South America. And as we know, the Prospero travels to South America, at least to Peru. It seems very much that all this was planned by Daniel Handler, and if that was the case, my admiration for him increased a lot.

But this is just a hypothesis.

Anyway, I want to finish this text, showing that there are evidences that the letter of R was actually written by R.

The information described in the letter regarding the Masked Ball is very similar to the other information we have about what happened on the Masked Ball. Lemony does not deny that he left several disguises in the hands of R. And most important, R wrote: "Your typewriter is gone, and the bright blue accordion, with I belive you told me your third favorite.

The author of the letter knew about the blue accordion, and that this was Lemony's third favorite. This is very personal information, and hardly an impostor would know that. Lemony does not say something like, "I believe this letter comes from an impostor because I did not leave any disguise at her house." He also does not say, "I believe this letter comes from an impostor because my third favorite accordion was not that blue." So, everything leads me to believe that the R letter is authentic.

Although I have not completely convinced you of this, at least you must believe the following: if by chance this letter comes from an imposter, this impostor forced R to pass specific information to him or her. This impostor knows what happened on the Masked Ball, and by writing about what happened in the Masked Ball, the impostor is not lying. Lemony at no time denies the events described in the letter. And what I need for my theory is just the proof that these events really happened.

And for you to know this, it will help you understand what I think about when that Masked Ball happened in which Lemony was captured using a bullfighter costume. I will speak about this in the next text.

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imperiodean · 7 years

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Sundays

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Request: hi i was wondering if you could do # 15 & 21 with sirius black ?

15. “for all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you” - cecilia and the satellite x andrew mcmahon

21. “you’re the reason why the earth spins and the stars stay in the sky” - words x jacob whitesides

Warnings: None I believe, maybe some cursing

Author’s Notes: Hey guys, I want to formally apologize for not posting anything in so long. Work and school have been demanding the majority of my time recently. I am working on a part two to Persistence, which you can read here ( x ) That being said, I really want to get back into writing more so please send in requests for either Harry Potter or Supernatural!

Word Count: 1120

Lyric Prompts: x

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Sunday mornings were always very peaceful at Hogwarts. The students who were partying the night before, used Sunday as their recovery day, allowing them to lay in bed with the drapes of their four poster beds pulled closed because any ounce of sunlight only furthered the pain in their head that drinking too much the night before had caused. There were a few students though, that used Sundays to get out of their dorms and spend the day outside, whether it was on the shore of the Black Lake, or on the Quidditch pitch, you could always find a couple students taking advantage of the beauty that is a Sunday at Hogwarts.

You were one of those few who used Sundays as a day to relax, but you preferred to do your relaxing underneath a large shady tree, usually curled up with a book. The way the breeze flowed through the leaves was almost therapeutic for you, it was a simple sound, but it was one you took pleasure in. It was so different than the constant shouting and laughter that surrounded you during the week while going from place to place with the Marauders.

Sirius used to be one of the students took advantage of Sunday as a way to recover from the intense partying that usually came with a Saturday night, but since the two of you began dating, he preferred to spend the day with you. It was one of the few times the pair of you could be alone, without the rest of the Marauders. James and Peter usually slept all day on Sunday until around 11 o’clock at night, when they frantically began their homework that they had all weekend to do. Remus spent his Sundays in the library, that is until James and Peter had begged him to help them with their homework, to which he always obliged because they were his best friends.

You finished the page you were reading and looked up to Sirius to see if he was ready for you to turn the page. He was never much of a reader before you two got together, but your love for books rubbed off on him. Although you never knew that he was not quite into the books as he claimed, he just enjoyed watching your reactions whenever something drastic happened in the book or whenever one of your theories about what would happen came true.

He tightened his hold on your waist a bit and nodded before setting his chin on the top of your head. Turning the page, you started to read but a hand pulled the book from you and you faced your boyfriend, a pout growing on your face. This only elicited a chuckle from Sirius before he folded the corner of the page over and set the book down. He turned you around so that you were completely facing him and your pout slowly turned into a smile.

“You know that one day I am going to marry you right Y/N?” Sirius stated nonchalantly.

Your eyes widened and you began to choke on your words “Excuse me? Sirius Orion Black, we are only sixteen years old. It is way too early for you to be discussing such things as marriage.”

The confidence on his face didn’t waver at all. “I know it’s a while off, but it will happen. You will become Mrs. Black. I am sure of it.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The two of you were friends long before you began dating and Sirius had constantly made it very clear that he was not going to be marrying anyone. He always joked that although Moony was the actual lycanthrope of the group, he would always be the lone wolf. “Love, I-I’m afraid I do not understand. Didn’t you claim, for years, you were going to be a “lone wolf”?

The boy sitting across from you only shrugged, “’Twas before we started dating darling. You changed all that. Though, you are correct in saying that I was against ever really settling down for years. But when you agreed to be my girlfriend, I realized that you were it. You were the only person I ever wanted to be with from that moment on. There’s just something about you Y/N. It’s as if you changed my perspective on life y’know? Just everything about you is so enchanting love, and I cannot get enough of you. The way your eyebrows furrow and your tongue sticks out ever so slightly when you’re trying to copy down notes in class, or the way how when you’re mad at me and I say something sweet to you, your smile doesn’t quite show on your lips, but it reaches those Y/E/C eyes of yours, or the way when we are watching Quidditch and you get so riled up that you start trash talking the other team, and then immediately apologizing because you don’t really think that they are a “huge pile of dicks that deserves to rot at the bottom of the Black Lake.”

You shook your head, remembering the insult you threw towards the Ravenclaw Quidditch team a few weeks before Christmas break.

Sirius continued, “You know sweetheart, for all the things my hands have held, the best, by far, is you. You make me happier than I ever thought I could have been and you make me look forward to the future after Hogwarts. I am not afraid when I think of the future anymore, because you are there. Godric woman, you have me wrapped around your finger. You’re the reason why the earth spins and the stars stay in the sky. You’re the reason that the flowers bloom in spring. You are the reason I believed I was capable of love. So yes my dear Y/N, I am going to marry you someday. I only hope that you will agree when I am ready to get down on one knee and formally ask you to become Mrs. Y/N Black.”

You couldn’t help the tears that cascaded down your cheeks. The love you felt for this man was immense and you knew that he was all you wanted out of a partner. “Of course I would say yes you oaf.” He pulled you into a hug and placed a kiss on the top of your head.

“Alright now then, let’s get back to our book, shall we?” Sirius returned you to the position you were in while reading and turned the book to the page you two left off on and handed it to you.

He didn’t really care to start reading again though, but he knew you loved to read and he loved to watch you read.

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