Så er der bal - Angela

"One cannot decide who and what deserves love. Many things deserve love but does not recieve it... that is tragic" hun rynkede brynene lidt "and poetry... none of it deserves love unless it gets it."

Moira ovevejede det lidt. "Hm .. i disagree in that you cannot decide it" sagde hun. "I hardly think god deserve the devotion we are required to give … But you are correct about poetry. It is one of it's beauties"

"You cannot be forced to love" sagde Angela og smilede svagt "that is one of it's beauties."

"No, you cannot make yourself love something beneath you. No matter how much you are told so, I will agree on that" sagde Drusilla!

Moira nikkede lidt til dem begge. "I agree … and thus it is with poetry too. the love and admiration has to come naturally or not at all .. but with god we are often told we have to love, even if we do not feel it"

"yes.." Angela rynkede brynene "but such a deed cannot be done. It is troublesome indeed..."

Drusilla så mellem dem

Moira kom til at smile. "I do not find it troublesome, rather annoying and as a proof that god cannot be all they say. A poem has stand on it's own. It does not need advocates who go around and attempt to force people to love it"

"That is not true... a poem needs, if nothing else, an understanding and comprehention of the feelings or the situation described. If not, it will seem as utter nonesens and so it can not be understood" hun rynkede brynene lidt "perhaps it is the same with god, that one cannot feel an love or understanding, since one has not been connected."

Drusilla fnøs lidt af Angela "and why do you think you lack this connection to God Miss Morrison?"

Moira så Angela lidt an. "Hm … I suppose so" sagde hun og nikkede kort. "But then, if we do not feel this connection" hun skævede kort mod Drusilla. "Hm, yes .. what would you propose that means?"

Angela tøvede kort... ".. I do not always agree with god" sagde hun til Drusilla, hvilket jo nok ikke var det man burde fortælle "and God does not make a habit of explaining his reason... we are told that God is good, yet God does evil... and that God is a parent, though we are tought guilt, rather than goodness and kindness. No I do not understand this, and I fear I never will, unless he seeks a connection with me. But then I have been told I have to seek the connection myself, but with no promise of when and how I will be connected?"

Drusilla så på Angela med smalle øjne "be careful Miss Angela, or your words could be taken as non other than blasphemic." sagde hun køligt.

Moira nikkede forstående og ignorerede kvinden, der ikke forstod sig på frie tanker. "There is much I would like to discuss with god, should such a being even exist." sagde hun og rynkede brynene lidt. "I do not see why he gets to dictate our lives so. I can not believe it to be for our own good"

Angela så overrasket på Moira og Drusilla så da også lidt små forfærdet på ham "you jest Mr. O'Deorain, you must believe in God?"

Angela rynkede brynene "I have much I would like to discuss with God as well"

Moira hævede et øjenbryn. "Must I? I see no reason to blindly believe in old texts" sagde hun lidt irriteret og nikkede til Angela. "If gods will is as we are told, then it leaves something to be desired indeed"

Angela nikkede tænksomt "yes.."

Drusilla tøvede kort "you are indeed a very brave man Mr. O'Deorain"

Moira så lidt skeptisk på Drusilla. "Brave indeed" hun rystede på hovedet. "I have yet to be struck down by lightning"

"So you fear not hell or fire?" spurgte Angela, oprigtigt interesseret, mere end mocking

Moira fnøs. "If such a thing exists .. no, I do not" sagde hun og kom til at smile lidt. "I believe, arrogantly perhaps, that I could make quite a stirr down there"

Angela blinkede med øjnene og kom til at grine "Mr. O'Deorain, what a thing to say" sagde hun og skjulte et smil bag sin hånd... hm, would she make quite a stir in hell as well? Nej, en upassende tanke.

Drusilla grinede også hurtigt! Angela havde da heller ingen skrubler med at prøve at charmere manden..

Moira kom til at smile lidt. "Hm .. wel,, I belive it to be true. And I would not be alone .. should there really be a heaven and a hell I would much prefer the company found in hell"

"I am certain you should be welcomed to heaven sir" indvendte Drusilla

Angela overvejede det kort "I should like to go to heaven" sagde hun tænksomt

Moira rystede på hovedet med et svagt smil af Drusilla. "No .. I dare say I would not" sagde hun. "And neither would, I'm afraid, my friends and family". Hun så interesseret på Angela. "You would?"

"yes." sagde Angela og nikkede tænksomt "I would very much like to see paradise."

Moira overvejede det lidt. "Hm .. I suppose it would be worth seeing, but not worth the sacrifice for me"

Angela lod blikket glide over Moira "and what would you have to sacrifice to see heaven?" spurgte hun

Moira kom til at smile lidt. "I think I would firstly have to beg forgiveness for my sins, which would be sacrificing my pride .. and then I would perhaps have to write a different kind of poems, that would be sacrificing my creativity. And lastly, I believe most of the tolerable people I associate with would go to hell, that would be sacrificing company"

"That is a big sacrifice indeed" sagde Angela og så ham an "but your poems will not get you to hell."

Drusilla hævede et øjenbryn af Angela "no indeed not sir, your writing is beautiful and brings only good with it"