Category Archives: House of the 7th Minuet

The House of the Seventh Minuet XXXIII

After the museum, we headed over to the bay-side area and got fish and chips at Ivar’s. Larsa seemed to enjoy watching the birds and boats from the pier, and we enjoyed seeing him so happy. The afternoon was cool, … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXXII

The weeks passed by quickly. I managed to not stay up very late most nights, and luckily the nights when I was up late, nothing weird happened. The house changing at midnight and the weird key and the freak at … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXXI

Spanish: La Mansión del Séptimo Minueto I rushed back to my room soon after that, and crawled into bed, pulling the blankets close around me. I hadn’t committed to going back to that room, whether with or without the key. … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXX

Japanese: 七番目のメヌエットの家 (Nanabanme no menuetto no ie) Jean-Marc was standing– straight and tall as last time– beside his music stand. His viola and bow were in one hand, and the owl was perched on his other arm, which he held … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXIX

German: Das Haus des siebten Menuett I set my phone to flashlight mode as I stepped out into the hallway, but a low brightness so as to not waste battery power. The owl was hopping along the hallway, looking almost … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXVIII

French: La maison du septième menuet “No,” I whispered to myself as I watched the gold spread along the floorboards and mid-rails. “No, that was just a dream last time.” But it was undeniable. The world around me– even under … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXVII

I was barely halfway through the movie when it became difficult to keep my eyes open. I’d had my fill of pizza, plus some cherries as my dessert. As much as I wanted to watch the entire movie before going … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXVI

The next day was a lot more relaxed. We slept in, Stefan sleeping on the mattress on the floor next to the bed just like the night before. I felt a lot more refreshed, considering the lack of mid-sleep shivers. … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXV

I don’t know how long it took for Killian to get there, but it took him and Larsa backing up Stefan’s insistence that I go sit down for me to actually do it. There was an extra chair on the … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet XXIV

I was soon back downstairs. There was a James D. Stark song playing, and I loved being able to sway slowly to his velvety voice. The dance floor was a little thin during that song, but it was far from … Continue reading

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