Dear Valentine, you won’t be hearing from me for a while. I need to find out if I am as gifted at peace as I am at war. They have rewarded me with the rank of admiral and left me to my own devices, which suits me fine. I’ll travel the universe and carry with me a precious cargo - because I have a promise to keep. 


Ender’s Game Week Day 3: a song or poem

What Have I Done (Valjean’s Soliloquoy)

I feel my shame inside me, like a knife.

He told me that I had a soul.

How does he know

What spirit comes to move my life?

Is there another way to go? 

I am reaching, but I fall

And the night is closing in

As I stare into the void

To the whirlpool of my sin.

I’ll escape now from the world

From the world of Jean Valjean

Jean Valjean is nothing now

Another story must begin.