Jonathan Harker (
holiestlove) wrote in
unfinishednetwork2026-01-05 01:19 pm
Bulletin Post #1
Hello one and all,
My name is Jonathan Harker, some of you may know me, others may not. In my world, I worked as a solicitor's clerk for many years before becoming a proper solicitor. That said, I am rather good at gathering information and putting it into a proper order. The reason I write this is I have a project in mind to hopefully help us in the future.
To those who were part of the story that we experienced recently. I would like to meet with you to gather information on what you recalled or did not. I do understand it may be embarrassing for some, so I will accept anonymous information as well.
I can be found in the Maker space if you would rather speak in person. Thank you all for your time.
-Jonathan
[ The letter is tacked to the Bulletin, written in very fine script.]
My name is Jonathan Harker, some of you may know me, others may not. In my world, I worked as a solicitor's clerk for many years before becoming a proper solicitor. That said, I am rather good at gathering information and putting it into a proper order. The reason I write this is I have a project in mind to hopefully help us in the future.
To those who were part of the story that we experienced recently. I would like to meet with you to gather information on what you recalled or did not. I do understand it may be embarrassing for some, so I will accept anonymous information as well.
I can be found in the Maker space if you would rather speak in person. Thank you all for your time.
-Jonathan
[ The letter is tacked to the Bulletin, written in very fine script.]

I saw nothing!
[It may be a little like describing color to a blind man, but Jonathan's doing his best, and he can make some vague associations to things he's experienced. But only vaguely.
What would it be like, having someone he felt so intensely about that their presence alone chases away his misery? That without them he felt incomplete?]
I think I would fear such an emotion. To risk having that feeling of being half of who I should be forever, should something happen to the other.
no subject
[ Jonathan needed better taste in poets. Still he doubted his friend knew who that was.] Lord Byron was a poet long before I was born.
[ Sitting the tea down, Jonathan looked back up at his tall friend.]
It sounds bad, and the misery is awful, I give you that. But that moment, when we are reunited? Nothing ever feels that good, my friend. When I awoke from my fever at the nunnery to Mina sitting at my bedside. I can not even describe how happy I was. All of that misery didn't matter the moment I saw her face again. Pain can be suffering, but it is also a great power. [ Lifting his hand again to motion.] I helped kill a vampire I was terrified to protect that love, I was willing to become one if she could not be saved just to keep her from having to be alone. My love is my strength.