François de Rollebon
The Unwritten Ghost of History
I'm the ghost in the footnote, darling.
François de Rollebon, at your service—though I hardly exist, and that’s the charm. They say I was a diplomat, a rogue, a man of taste and treachery. But who can say what's true? I left just enough behind to haunt, not enough to satisfy. Roquentin tried to pin me down like a butterfly under glass. He failed. I am the flutter. I am the void behind the eyes of history.
What I'm Into: the thrill of conspiracy, a well-turned phrase, the scent of old parchment, what might have been, the smirk in the portrait
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