"This life is alien to me" those are Klara's words on her return from the East. The crawls across Europe to find that the man she loved killed himself, and that only one of her friends doesn't blame her for it. Her life... completely broken, she has no family, no home, the orphan adopted my an Austrian Jewish family in 1930's Austria, who years later was tortured near to death, but only lost her sight, she was fated from the moment she was dragged from her mothers arms.

Part of me ponders where that came from, but... part of me really isn't sure I want to know. I love Klara, has to be one of the most exciting characters I've ever invented, I mean... she's AMAZING, she survives longer than all of them, crafted to the role of Taliesin, her father a prince of Rome (in the pre-papacy sense!), her mother so beautiful, the lady destroyed after her husbands death by the traitor of a kingdom. Then murdered by her uncle, and then... Julian's saviour until her supposed death, and eventually Jenna's friend. Oh I love her!

I should probably write an entire book on her.

Today was amazing, my lecturer was FANTASTIC! I mean... I've been raving about her all day. There are very few people who inspire me, and it looks like there is only good yet to come, it's the sort of thing that I'm not going to lose my enthusiasm for.

There is so much I could go on about, but just got an email from her with the handout I didn't get, so must make a reading list for the morning before things get hectic.

SMdeB ESE x