Lady Catastrophina of Lunaria

There are people who enter a room.

Lady Catastrophina makes an entrance.

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She has never considered an emotion too small for a full production.

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There are people who solve problems.

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And then there is Lady Catastrophina.

Lady: “I am not being dramatic.”

The Grand Marshal looked at her.

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Lady: “I am reporting the emotional magnitude of the situation.”

The Grand Marshal took another sip of tea.

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There is another Lady Catastrophina.

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Not the Diva.

Not the catastrophe.

Not the woman preparing an emotional statement for the entire universe.

Buni Amal knows her.

And the children do too.

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Around them, Lady does something rather extraordinary.

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She forgets to perform.

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She listens.

She stays.

And sometimes…

grace does not need an entrance at all.

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Raza never asked Lady to be less Lady.

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She simply listened.

And somehow,

beside a child who never needed a performance…

Lady discovered that she did not need one either.

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Sometimes they walked.

Sometimes they talked.

Sometimes they said almost nothing at all.

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For Lady Catastrophina,

this was extremely suspicious.

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Lady: “I have reached a conclusion.”

The White Queen waited.

The Black Queen waited.

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Lady looked from one to the other.

Lady: “You are both extremely difficult to impress.”

The White Queen lifted her cup.

White Queen: “Were we supposed to be impressed?”

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Lady Catastrophina stared at her.

The Black Queen took a very small sip of tea.

Black Queen: “Apparently.”

Lady straightened her hat.

Lady: “I shall require stronger tea.”

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Lady Catastrophina had survived many things.

Rain.

Uncooperative hats.

Emotional emergencies.

And several situations of extraordinary dramatic importance.

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Then she went to TV Lunaria.

She looked around.

At the Great Marshal.

At Rimarilă.

At Lumiel.

At Iula.

And, finally…

at Aulola.

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Lady closed her eyes.

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Lady: “I should have stayed in the rain.”

Somewhere behind her, the red light came on.

ON AIR.

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Aurora: “IO!”

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And Lady Catastrophina understood…

the show had already begun.

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LADY CATASTROPHINA

Grace under pressure.

Extraordinary amounts of pressure.

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