July 6 - Emerald Jubilee
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pompey_01Author: Pompey
Universe: ACD
Rating: PG
Warnings: depressing
Word count: 150
Summary: The Empire celebrates while Watson
Prompt: July 6 – a character writes poetry
Author’s note: I may or may not have stolen the poetry lines from a sonnet I wrote in college. Also, I’ve taken some creative liberties since Queen Victoria publicly celebrated her 50th and 60th anniversaries but not her 55th.
June twenty-second of 1892 saw my fellow countrymen engaging in somewhat raucous festivities in honor of Her Majesty’s fifty-fifth anniversary of her coronation. Though her Emerald Jubilee was a smaller celebration than her Golden Jubilee, it was met with a wave of enthusiasm and joy.
I regret to say that I was not among the revelers. It may have been fifty-five years since our queen was crowned but it was barely over a year since my dearest friend had died. To compound matters, Mary and I had recently suffered the loss of a child that had never had a chance to be born.
As I walked among the light-hearted folk, watching them wave sparklers and set off small fireworks, I mentally composed a bleak little couplet that I knew I would never put to paper:
’Tis true that God from those without withholds:
All about me fire and I am cold.
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Date: 2017-07-10 11:56 pm (UTC)