Tuesday, May 14, 2013

A Curious Confluence: The Story of Adrianna

A young woman is called to Paris to settle the final affairs of her father who had been on a multi-month visit there. He had said to his daughter just prior to his departure that he was going to “perhaps write, certainly gather images, and probably regale myself, and I hope, the world with daily posts to my blog”.

But something goes awry.

A few months into the sojourn her father becomes a missing person.

After a few weeks of being missing he becomes a “more than 50% certain” corpse found floating in the Seine.

So Morganna goes to Paris and takes up residence in the apartment that her father had leased. It is on the fourth floor of a building on Isle de Cité with a panoramic view of the Seine. She works with the French national police and the Paris police attending to the details necessary to close out the case.

She has not read any of her father’s blog posts prior to his disappearance. In fact, only the most loyal of his few friends ever read any of his blog posts. Why he kept posting to it had always been a mystery to her.

But in the apartment, with occasionally little to do, Morganna begins to read copies of the blog that her father had kept on his computer.

Almost immediately a completely off-center tale begins to emerge. From the very first post he is telling a story that sounds like the ravings of someone demented. And the more she reads, the stranger becomes the story.

And then she discovers the old journal that her father had begun to reference as the blog wended toward termination. Reading that journal, in juxtaposition with the blog, a genuinely bizarre story unfolds.

If one were to take that story at face value it tells of the recommencement of a love story spanning millennia.

A curious confluence is that story.

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