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The Wind at Dawn is a compilation of notes from Gale’s time in Montreal, plus other writings he made in the years since. He never became a well-known writer, but his circle of friends are true believers in him. Very early versions of “The Wind at Dawn”, with fake names, circulated when Tara shared it with Solomon who shared it with others (including Quinine). Aurora read a version of it through Eroica.

No matter what, my task is to be good.

The greatest retribution of them all

is to defy your enemy in spirit.

Evil is not what others do to you, 

but rather what you bring upon yourself.

The human heart is colored by the mind.

Do not give in pain and suffering.

Allow the mind to do its proper job

and sit above your other faculties.

Only take actions based on principle.

Believe that we are meant for harmony,

then helping others is our joyous duty.

All people, in the end, are human beings.

They act in ignorance against their will,

and they like you are destined for the grave.

When it is necessary, change your mind.

To change your mind, to undergo correction,

are actions free as any other ones.

Man loves himself more than he does a stranger,

and yet he lets the stranger be his judge.

Seek not the praise of those you must contempt.

Become the person you were meant to be.

Scorn any thought that asks you to betray

your promises, your self-respect, your love.

The obstacles we face become our way.

Let all the waters break across your being.

Stand firm, and tame the fury of the waves.

Fortunately, I have emerged unharmed.

(Selene cries after being prompted on this one.)

Where has the shock and outrage and resentment

of all our fathers gone? Nowhere at all.

Our business is with things that really matter.

The tranquil do few things, but do them better.

Humility and freedom are forever.

Remember this, when other dreams may fail you.

— Marcus Aurelius, paraphrases.

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.

Its loveliness increases; it will never

Pass into nothingness; but still will keep

A bower quiet for us, and a sleep

Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing

A flowery band to bind us to the earth,

Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth

Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,

Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways

Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,

Some shape of beauty moves away the pall

From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon,

Trees old, and young, sprouting a shady boon

For simple sheep; and such are daffodils

With the green world they live in; and clear rills

That for themselves a cooling covert make

'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake,

Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms:

And such too is the grandeur of the dooms

We have imagined for the mighty dead;

All lovely tales that we have heard or read:

An endless fountain of immortal drink,

Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.

John Keats, Endymion

O Waterloo, the dismal plain of Hugo,

the deathbed of the fame of Bonaparte,

Ô Waterloo ! je pleure et je m’arrête, hélas !

O Waterloo! I cry, and I am stayed.

AFTERNOON: a story is Gale Jones’ inspiration for the visual novel. I made it after Selene, an old family friend from back in China who held me while I was a baby, introduced me to him. 

On August 3, 2022: begin development of The Wind at Dawn as a hypertext fiction.

Sunrise unbound by photographic proof

Eden, Elysium

Locus amoenus

Interrupt The Wind at Dawn to tell “Cupid and Psyche” and “East of the Sun, West of the Moon”, the same way that it happens in The Golden Ass. Compare the two myths, maybe?

When Gale sees the cover of the book that Selene leaves on his desk (South of the Border, West of the Sun), he laughs and understands exactly what she means. He feels like he doesn’t even need to read the book.

Selene is a witch who resides in the castle that lies east of the Sun and west of the Moon, aka the night

Gayl Jones

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gayl_Jones

She published her debut novel the year that Gale Jones was born!

Celine and her manager married on December 17, 1994, in a lavish wedding ceremony at Montreal's Notre-Dame Basilica, which was broadcast live on Canadian television.

Catherine is the only one who sees Gale with Sarah on the cruise ship. She mentions this to Gale much later, and thus becomes the only one with a hint of his inner turmoil. She partially suggests that he goes to Montreal as a way to test him, and see if he would choose the stranger over Louise.

Tara’s family lived in Birch Leaf until it was bought by Catherine and Timothy. This house is later the marital house of Juniper and Solomon, and later the HQ of Jason and the rebels.

Eroica bought Gatestone as one of her first investments. She also originally sold Havendale to Catherine and Timothy, but they moved before their children started elementary school (thus breaking their promise to Louise that they would all raise their children together). Ancra moves into the house not knowing that Catherine had lived in it. Aurora and Collis discover baby clothes at some point that they remember about. Like the Hemingway story.

The idea of legal fiction

“time immemorial” cannot exist for a system with an indefinite memory.

Criminal law is, in and of itself, a legal fiction.

Are you familiar with legal fiction?

You mean like courtroom dramas?

That’s a no.

A legal fiction is a fact created,

by common law or any sort of statute,

that only holds within a legal context.

Example, owning land is legal fiction.

Do people really own the land they live on?

Can they exploit it as they choose and please?

And then there’s also corporate personhood.

Are corporations people, as they say?

Another one is, can a minor rape?

And can a minor really not consent?

Does no one want to sleep with an adult

until the moment that the clock chimes midnight

and marks the birthday of a new adult?

It’s arbitrary.

That it is, my friend.

But maybe it is somewhat necessary.

Perhaps. It could be thought of as a shorthand.

It’s not the truth, but maybe close enough.

But we can then extend this commentary.

Is smoking marijuana criminal?

Is it a crime, or is it just illegal?

And what of vigilante justice, also?

Resistance fighters? See how things break down?

All law can hope to be is legal fiction.

All fiction needs to be is entertaining.

Or useful, maybe. Yes, a useful fiction.

People who Selene met on her travels:

  • Patricia O’Callaghan, Canadian singer

  • Tina Sauerlander, future German curator

  • someone related to Justin Hsu, with syncretic faith

Columbine High School massacre - Wikipedia

So you were saying I was Dorothy?

Of course you’re Dorothy, you silly goose!

Her last name’s even Gale. I thought you knew that.

I didn’t even know she had a last name.

We talked about it once! You don’t remember?

Then who were you in that analogy?

The Wizard, duh. Someday I’ll build a home,

an Emerald City of my own design.

Catherine makes a nasty comment about Tara in front of Gale, but then immediately apologizes when Louise tells her to.

A master of two worlds becomes the master of his fate.

A man who loves with all his heart has nothing left to hate.

Tara went to Italy during the one year she wasn’t at Gale’s high school, which helped her become her own person (and also introduced her, then subsequently Gale, to lots of music through time spent with her family. Frank Sinastra via “Capri”)

Diana originally became Selene at the request of her sister, who had to be in two places at once. Diana began doing this more and more for Selene, but also began taking action on her own that furthered Selene’s reputation and reach. Though, Diana readily admits that she could never replace her sister. A database draws no conclusions, and the devil’s advocate never becomes the savior.

I have another hope for you and me.

It might betray the bitterness I feel,

but I will wish it to be true regardless.

I want to be your friend. I always have.

How could you, Gale? I was in love with you!

You think my heart is made of stone or something?

I’ll be your friend forever if you’ll let me.

You hear that, Gale? Forever. That’s a promise.

Just say the word whenever you feel ready.

Some things you must not do half-heartedly.

The first is giving worship to your God

The second, making love to your beloved.

And then the third is fighting to the death. 

Fourth from the top, assessing other people.

I will refrain from reading out the list.

for there are much too many to remember.

Instead, I go directly to the end.

Of all one must not do half-heartedly,

the last is breathing. Inhale, hold, exhale.

I’m glad I spent an autumn in New York.

You ever heard that song by Frank Sinastra?

Classique. If only I could hear it now.

The light of creative altruism, or

the darkness of destructive selfishness?

Before you ask: it’s Martin Luther King.

Mm-hm. Your memory is quite impressive.

Thanks. Though I would rather not be ‘quite’.

The Gods of TWAD, the Mystical Quartet.

Ancra - conception

He planted seeds inside the mind of Gale.

A poet was born. The poet was a hero.

Louise - anointment

She blessed him with the touch of melody.

The knowledge of her music steals his home.

Catherine - exile

She sends him on a long and winding journey.

Her wrath shall keep him far away from home.

Eroica - boon

She saves him in his greatest hour of need.

The gifts bestowed by her shall be his spear.

Selene is twenty on the morning she leaves Gale’s room.

She graduated from high school before she even turned fifteen, and has been delaying her next steps in life ever since. She does not want to grow up as Diana just yet.

In everyone there is a masterpiece,

an oyster’s pearl in constant slow increase.

But to ensure its timely safe extraction,

one must not dawdle in their preparation,

or when one has lived out their mortal lease,

they take with them a great unsung creation.

Language is love as much as it is war.

It might be both. It might be neither, too.

Association makes metonymy.

Analogy is what makes metaphor.

Evaporate, condense. Displace, compare.

America is great, but not its Union.

Meaningless, says the Preacher. Meaningless.

Futility, and vanity, and pride.

What profit has a man from all his labor

in which he toils in midday’s burning light?

The generations pass away and come.

The earth, however, shall abide forever.

The sun shall rise, and then the sun shall set

and hasten to the place whence it arises.

The wind shall carry on toward the south,

and then shall turn around and seek the north;

the wind shall whirl about continually,

and travel in that circuit once again.

The rivers all shall run into the sea,

and yet the sea shall ever not be full;

the waters shall return to where they started.

All things are full of labor unexpressed.

The eyes cannot be satisfied with seeing,

the ear cannot be satisfied with hearing.

That which has been is what shall ever be.

That which is done is what shall be done always.

And there is nothing new beneath the sun.

May it be said of anything at all

that it is new and never seen before?

It has been so since back in ancient times.

There is no memory of former things,

nor will there be remembrance of the future

by those who will be born when that too passes.

Beethoven falls directly in between

the dawn of European musical arts

and our age of fancy synthesizers. 

But I am laxer with my fellow man 

than some may be, and they have me outnumbered.

A cucumber sandwich, or some benedictine.

Not the singer nor the saint.

Spelled like the goddess, pronounced like the singer

Tara and Walking Eagle could not make it.

The former had a major deadline coming;

the latter could not be secured in time.

Both offered everyone their consolations.

Betwixt the lover and his most beloved,

a veil is formed: the veil of his affections.

Love is a veil betwixt beloved and lover.

The definition of insanity

is doing the same thing over and over again

and hoping the expected outcome changes.

From Albert Einstein?

Only by attribution.

METALLICA and PANTERA september ’91

Une analyse aussi rigoureuse que rigoleuse

Hyper-abstract depiction of blowjob

What Walking Eagle loves most

are chess, and butterflies.

The only thing a writer relishes

more than his own death is his liberty.

Louise loves Gale for his élan. 

Selene cannot see her future, in the same way Dawn cannot see her past.

Charlotte 

Walking Eagle loves Gale for his je ne sais quoi.

Dawn loves Gale for his l’oisiveté.

CANADA: peace, order, good government

AMERICA: life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness

Simone de Beauvoir: One is not born, but rather becomes, a woman.

SELENE

That straight-laced model student was also his first reader. She managed to find the time to read and critique his earliest writings, even in between her schoolwork and her student council duties.

Selene watches Jay Leno on the Tonight Show

We spoke for a while longer about something or another,  then parted ways. She stayed at the barricade for a while longer and I started my walk back to my un et demi. I looked back to where I had left the object of my first love. Not a trace of her was left. No hints as to who she was, whence she came, or where she went. She remained as much an enigma as she had been seven years ago.

After having won a scepter, few are so generous as to disdain the pleasures of ruling.

He on whom heaven confers a scepter knows not the weight till he bears it. - Pierre Corneille

Mention Celine Dion and her husband buying Schwartz’s.

Selene vs Dawn. Moon vs. Sun. Remembering vs. Forgetting.

When Selene enters the picture, Gale starts staying at Genoise et Thé for long hours after he finishes work there. He sits with Selene, and the two sometimes go out to explore the city but are content just speaking together about something or another.

Selene feels like the faster she grows up, the sooner she can start forgetting. She wants to forget. And someday she will, but not in 1999.

SELENE: No one can help everyone, but everyone can help someone. Ronald Reagan.

When you look at the sea for a long time, you start to miss people, and when you look at people for a long time, you start to miss the sea.

Near the end of the story, Selene sends a postcard to Gale: Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

TARA: I chose my dream, and made it come true. Will you?

GALE: I don’t know.
TARA: So wishy-washy. Is this the new Gale Jones? What happened to my one and only fan?

GALE: He was replaced. By the me you see before you.

TARA: What a shame. You know what I always said to him? ‘You’re destined to do great things.’

GALE: You said it only once.

TARA: So you remembered, after all? What happened to being replaced?
GALE: I’m a new person with old memories.

TARA: Well, whoever you are now, I’ll say what I said to you too: you’re destined to do great things. If you still remember who you were, then you know this as well as I: you’re the type who could never be happy with a normal life.

Later. . .

GALE: You’re the one who put all that pressure on me, telling me I’m destined to do great things. Was that your way of torturing me after we broke up?
TARA: Honestly, yeah. I knew saying that would seriously mess with you. And I was right, because wow. You’re totally messed up. I’m sorry I did this to you.

GALE: You’re a bitch.

TARA: Fuck you, Gale Jones! Honestly, fuck you!

She hangs up, and Gale is devastated. But a moment later, she calls him back.

GALE: Hello?

TARA: You can’t talk to me that way! You have no right, not after how things went down between us!

GALE: I’m sorry.

TARA: Seriously, fuck your apologies. Do you even know how many tears I’ve cried over you? How much time I’ve spent thinking of you?

GALE: You’re the one who broke up with me! You’re the one who said ‘Let’s break up’!
TARA: I didn’t say that because I wanted to! I said it because I was wondering how you would react.

Why, Gale? Why didn’t you understand? I wanted to share a life with you.

GALE: I wanted to share a life with you, too.

TARA: Did you, Gale? Did you really? Why did you make me feel like you didn’t want me? Why did you make me feel like I wasn’t enough?

GALE: But I did want you! You were enough!

TARA: Why did you always look so sad, then? From the day your grandfather died, you were never the same.

GALE: Was I not allowed to be sad about that?
TARA: You weren’t just sad, Gale. You were devastated. And you two weren’t even close.
GALE: He was Grampa to me.

TARA: You only saw him during the holidays.

GALE: He was family. And I had to see him lying in a coffin.

TARA: Wow, cry me a river. Who hasn’t lost a grandparent? Why are you the only one who can’t hold it together?

GALE: I saw death for the first time that day.

TARA: You saw death, and decided to stop living? Even when you smiled, you looked like you were ready to die. How was I supposed to feel?

GALE: You could’ve told me this back then.

TARA: I did! I told you loud and clear.

GALE: Not with your words.

TARA: Sure. But if you wanted to, you could’ve figured it out. You could’ve seen how much it was weighing on me.

GALE: I can’t read minds as well as you can hide your pain.

TARA: Fine, you’re right. I’m terrible at communicating. No one’s perfect.

GALE: You never tell me anything before you go off and do something unexpected. Not when you transferred away for a year, not when you broke up with me, not when you spent the day with me at La Ronde.

TARA: Well, I’ve told you everything now. Wait, no. Actually, I haven’t.
GALE: Well? Spill the beans.

TARA: Are you sure you want to know?

GALE: Why? Is it something bad?

TARA: No, no. It’s good, but do you want to hear about it right now?

GALE: Why wouldn’t I want to hear it?

TARA: Listen, Gale. I’m pregnant.
GALE: With your boyfriend?
TARA: With my husband. 

GALE: You two got married?

TARA: A month after the test came positive. Would’ve invited you to the wedding, but someone decided to not call.

GALE: I’m sorry.

TARA: No more apologies. Where’s my ‘Congratulations’?

GALE: I’m happy for you. Really.

TARA: Oh, Gale. You don’t know how much that means to me. Thank you.

GALE: I’m sorry I— no. Thanks for putting up with me today.

TARA: It’s whatever, Gale. Honestly, if I weren’t so sleep-deprived, I doubt we’d even have started arguing.
GALE: Sleep really does make all the difference.

TARA: 

Gale hired Louise for his grandfather’s funeral. He had been hiding information from the reader.

Gale writes the final words for The Wind at Dawn on August 2, 2022. Exactly thirty years after the day he met Sarah Carice.

Growing up is venturing further and further into the night, and one day being lost in the darkness forever.

DAWN: There’s no line between the past and the present. Everything that happens to us in the so-called present, that’s all the past really is. So in a sense, everyone loses their past the moment the present isn’t worth remembering.

SELENE: There’s no line between the present and the future. Everything we can do in the so-called present, that’s all the future really is. So in a sense, everyone loses their future the moment the 

Change the opening. Instead of Gale not going to the Old Port because of a promise, have it be because he lost hope and needed strength.

Change  the Tremblay-Gagnon family tree so that they’re only joined by marriage (or by matriline). 

SELENE

“When closely I am held by he,
I wish to flee, but cannot be.”

From that new Notre-Dame de Paris musical from last year.

TARA

You know how I used to wear earplugs when I stayed the night at your place? I seriously hated doing it back then. But now, I still wear them once in a while. Just to remember how it felt.

GALE

You wore earplugs when you stayed the night?

TARA

Oops. Didn’t realize I hid it that well.

TARA - Again, don’t be a stranger, Gale Jones. 

GALE - What if it’s impossible for us to be friends again?

TARA - Nonsense. We can be tighter than ever before. 

GALE - I think I’d like that.

TARA - Who knows, maybe my son will take your daughter as his bride.

GALE - He can go take Catherine’s firstborn instead. Wouldn’t have to worry about our kids overhearing something about our past.

TARA - True. That’d be seriously awkward.

TARA - It’ll have to wait until our grandchildren, then. By then, history will have long forgotten about our love, about our promises, about our dreams. 

TARA - When that time comes, we can all come together as one happy family.

GALE -  I can’t even imagine getting old enough to meet my grandchildren. 

TARA - Me neither. It’ll all be in the distant future, when we’ll both have wrinkles all over our faces. I just know I’ll age terribly, though. I love Nana and all, but time didn’t treat her too kindly.

TARA - Oops. Is that a bit mean to say?

GALE - Yeah. Seriously mean.

TARA - Guess you’re right.

TARA - I’ll always love Gale Jones. Seriously. Forever and ever.

GALE - And I’ll always love Tara Robles.

The vine of the soul constricts around my heart

SELENE: There’s a part of me that wants to fade into the darkness completely. But there’s an equal part that wants to become the sun.

NOTE about the sun: the sun is like God, or truth, or the nature of reality. We are wise to live without thinking about it all the time, without looking into it for too long. 

While she is leaving:

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.

And that’s another Celine Dion song.

Selene talks to Walking Eagle about the latter’s experiences with drugs.

Selene has a tic every time she’s lying. Maybe she gives something to Gale?
“I reserve and celebrate my right to be wrong.”

AESTHETIC THEMES: Longing, nostalgia, life, death, coincidence, miracle, synchronicity, regret, hope, friendship, awe.

GALE: And though Tara’s business card remained at my desk, I did not call or text her. Sometimes while writing, usually when I strained most to find the right words to express the universe I wanted shown, I found myself staring at the rectangular piece of bristol paper. Tara Robles. Tara Robles. Tara Robles. That name, with that exact font and form, with that same euphonia finality, no longer remained forgotten. And for that, I resented her.

On the day when Gale took a day off, he was not waiting for a new coffee machine but rather for Tremblay’s daughter. He gave his daughter Gale’s number because they do not have a phone in the café. Dawn is playing with the phone when Tremblay’s daughter calls; through the bad sound quality, Gale can’t make out her voice well.

Incorporate the coffee machine thing somehow. Maybe Tremblay’s daughter ordered it to the café? Or Tremblay just mentions it in passing. 

Gale and Charlotte are essentially neighbors. She lives in the McGill Ghetto too during her separation from her husband.

she and her husband still see each other sometimes and even have some together. but something is not right and Charlotte can't put her finger on it. her way of coping is stealing her husband's ornithology manual during work hours. helps her feel like she still owns her husband.

He "changed" after the honeymoon phase of their love because he started doing his own thing. Charlotte has nothing but him before this so that stressed her out. Then when she got pregnant and had an abortion by forging his signature, he always has a different respect of her from before, one with both compassion and fear. Charlotte was no longer a woman he could desire. He desired only to help her, for the beauty of her well-being was so infinite to him. She had become helpless and petty. She grew out of it through meeting Selene and Gale, and thereby having friends.

bonus - Charlotte watched American Pie at its premiere on July 9, 1999. She talks about this later with Selene, who she finds much more fascinating to talk with than anyone else in her life.

Walking Eagle has pictures of Gale with Selene and Tara. He also has one of Gale with his imaginary friend Dawn.

Charlotte figures out that Dawn is imaginary when she sees the photo from Walking Eagle.

Eagle: what do you usually do when she goes missing? Do you need to cast a spell or perform a ritual or something? 

Simone-Charlotte Gagnon is quite well off and she is the one who pays Gale's rent in the end. Rather than pay his rent, Tremblay's daughter  invites him to stay over. She decides this by herself.

Expand Charlotte development. Through meeting Gale and then Selene, Charlotte expands as a young person while separated from her husband. Maybe she either had a miscarriage or an abortion? She develops an interest in anime as a result, and starts attending Concordia’s anime club. This intersects with the club’s eventual founding of Otakuthon, where Charlotte cosplays as Misato. (Maybe in other installments, Charlotte is a famous cosplayer? While also a female doctor.)

Charlotte also appears more in chapter 5, which now includes Gale tendering a resignation and turning down his paycheck. He begins using the CPAP machine, but has trouble sleeping. He stops going to see Dawn in the early mornings, and when he stops going to Genoise et Thé he also never sees Dawn again until he falls asleep for the first time with a CPAP and she takes him up.

Charlotte visits him at his apartment and buys him groceries, telling him to take care of himself. She notes the CPAP in his room, and his constant talk about Dawn. This is how she figures out later that Dawn is simply a figment of Gale’s imagination. He and Charlotte now take walks together while she is on break from her night shifts or when she is about to go home. He walks her back to the hospital, then goes back home. They also sometimes get a drink together at Bar des Pins. (She tries visiting after she heats about the day when Gale is rebuffed by Tremblay, but he shuts her out of his life. Until he ends up in the hospital.) They also sometimes go together to play chess with Walking Eagle, who takes a liking to the young doctor.

Charlotte is revealed to live in Old Montreal, in an extremely expensive apartment. She is there at the café so often because she likes to stop by her husband’s apartment while he’s at work and take his ornithology book to read. Charlotte also watches Sailor Moon and her favorite character is Sailor Mercury / Amy Anderson, who is a genius girl intent on becoming a doctor and who loves romance novels and pop culture.

Charlotte has a car, because how else does she get groceries while living in Old Montreal?

Selene’s favorite anime is Sailor Moon, but she introduces Neon Genesis Evangelion to Charlotte because of their talk about Fly Me to the Moon. She also first gives South of the Border, West of the Sun to Charlotte, and Charlotte gives it to him after Selene is gone.

As a thematic node, Charlotte demonstrates 1) people’s ability to change, 2) the impact people have on each other’s lives.

Selene mentions going to the Moon landing anniversary, and that her name means moon. This makes Tremblay take out his record of Fly Me to the Moon, which he had bought for his eventual wife while she was a student at McGill and he was working at a record store. He went back to school and became a police officer, but quit after accidentally shooting Hortus’s father while defending his mother. In this way, Tremblay is also a runaway. Hortus, meanwhile, was a runaway in enjoying a summer as a committed anglophone though he’s smart enough to know that the world is more complex than that. He says running is tiring and so he has stopped for now, but there will surely be a day when he runs again.

Gale brings up this:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fastidious_organism

Even after leaving his engineering program, Louise encouraged him to keep reading about science.

During chapter 6, Gale notices a figure following him. When he calls out, they run away. It turns out that this is Louise.

At first, Gale opposes Selene’s offer to give him a CPAP (“in exchange” for the copy of Breakfast at Tiffany’s that he read). But her words change his mind.

SELENE What else can someone like me hope to give,

if not the only thing I really have?

Selene quotes Breakfast at Tiffany's like Dawn. She also brings up the stuff about the movie vs. the book. In return for having read Gale’s book, she went to her hotel to retrieve her copy of SBWS.

Instead of La Silence de la mer, have Gale read Breakfast at Tiffany’s.

Biggest events in 1969 are the Moon landing, Woodstock, and the breakup of the Beatles.

“Here Comes the Sun”, written that year, is in some ways a runaway’s anthem. George Harrison almost left the group, but came back with this song in tow.

(Mention John Lennon being in Montreal with his wife Yoko Ono for “Give Peace a Chance”)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_Elizabeth_Hotel

In 1977, astronomer and science populariser Carl Sagan attempted to have "Here Comes the Sun" included on a disc of music accompanying the Voyager space mission.
Sagan recalls that the Beatles favored the idea, but "[they] did not own the copyright, and the legal status of the piece seemed too murky to risk."

Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats; life is a desert, but we can transform our corner into a garden. — Voltaire

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Province_of_Quebec_(1763%E2%80%931791)

Quebec was given up to preserve France’s sugar trade.

At the very end of THE WIND AT DAWN, Gale falls asleep while listening to “The Wind at Dawn” played by Louise. The next morning, he listens to “Here comes the Sun” by the Beatles while watching the first sunrise of the year. He listens to it off the cassette that Tremblay’s daughter brought to him, using his cassette Walkman. OR off the record player and a record Tremblay’s daughter found in New York City while looking for Elgar’s The Wind at Dawn again. (She admits that this Beatles song really resonates with her, and so as an apology and New Year’s and new friendship present to him, she wants him to watch the first sunrise of the year while listening to “Here Comes the Sun”. She brings the record player all the way over to the hospital, making all the trouble. This is a fact that she is quite embarrassed about. Queue Quebecoise tsundere!)

Each of the TWAD girls is a Beatles song. “Here Comes the Sun” is Dawn / Tremblay’s daughter, “Imagine” is Selene, “Let It Be” is Tara, “Yellow Submarine” is Charlotte.

Gale tells Tremblay’s daughter to watch the sunrise with Tremblay and Hortus before his discharge.
Gale watches the sunrise with Charlotte? Maybe?

LA FRANCOPHONIE! French countries as girls in a harem romantic comedy

France is a haughty matron

Switzerland is an elegant elder cousin

Brussels is a city girl gyaru younger sister

Wallonia is a small scrappy young doctor

Albania is a hot gunslinger

Quebec is a tsundere from the other school

Acadia is a new city girl at the other school

“Here Comes the Sun” was released only a few months after the Moon Landing in 1969 (!!!) 

Mankind going to the Moon, but eventually still embracing the Sun all the same.

Just as a last celebration and goodbye to our youthful days.

(WoOS) Perry is so skinny that when Joe hugs her, all she feels like to him is a bundle of clothes, a pair of glasses, and a lonely wanderer of a soul.

The human brain knows only of two things: knowledge, and art.

Is a noun, or is an adjective? Is fact, or is fiction? Romantic, or Classical? 

The receipt of language is like having been unlocked by a wondrous key. They see your awe before you even realize it was on your own face. Your being is struck by their unexpected burst lightning.

Change chapter 1 so that the two first meetings are combined into one. When he walks away the first time, he actually loops around the old port and comes back.

http://aaowen.com/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=41&Itemid=29

Also see: Nadia wiki page, under Pedagogy

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diana_Wynne_Jones

Selene, before she goes, directly encourages Gale to "just write something" and then figure out after how he feels. He takes this advice to heart and becomes a hermit for weeks.

Through her insistence on etymology, Selene hides behind the cold definition of words instead of what she really wishes towan by them. She has a fear that if she does not say everything exactly right, she will never be understood. This fear is mirrored in Gale, who cannot gain the confidence to stand behind his writing.

The Moon mirrors and exposes that which cannot be seen in the blinding glare of the Sun.

New Year's greetings from Tara and Selene

Selene gave her copy of South of the Border, West of the Sun to Charlotte.

“museum” comes from the Muses. Before inspiration, the Muses’ duties was to help humanity forget — the past, and by consequence their pain. A museum can be seen both as a place for inspiration, and as a means of forgetting.

Gale left his degree during what was his first co-op. He kept that job for a year, then lost it and worked minimum wage stuff like Starbucks.

Selene — rabbit, fox, panda

Many foxes grow grey, but few grow good. — Benjamin Franklin

Montreal, in the east of Canada, has been left behind. Vancouver became the most important port of Canada, and Quebec was not as relevant on the world stage as Ontario.

Neopets launched on November 15, 1999. By Christmas of that year, it was getting over 600K daily page views.

Faith frees the chained and chains the freed. That’s the beauty of it.
“Chains the freed? Why on earth would you do that?”
“Think on that one. You’ll understand soon enough.”

Innocence has a power no one can imagine.

As much as love is blind, love is also blinding.

To fulfill one's promise is to fulfill one's purpose

To understand life, one has to understand oneself

All life is inviolable, no matter how small

― ‘’ “”

CHAPTER 2

Carried by a breeze — delicate as morning dew, bright as amber shine — leaves dance in red and gold, finding meaning in her smile.

Carried by a breeze delicate as morning dew, bright as amber shine.

Tremblay’s package was the new coffee machine. After the events of chapter 3, during the small time skip, make mention of the new machine.

Walking Eagle prefers Timmie’s to Second Cup. He says the first never kicks him out. Also Génoise et Thé once upon a time, but he felt bad that their business might suffer if he goes

Walking Eagle talks about how in 1999 you can’t court a woman anymore.

Saint Lawrence Boulevard -> draw parallel to Saint Lawrence River

Selene mentions the River Styx (Achilles) and wonders if anyone has taken a dip in the Saint Lawrence

Oh Dawn, you lovely little thing. My muse, my love. My cherished, my only. So much had I learned in three weeks about my own heart. In my chest it beated for seventeen years, and in the waters of Alexandra Basin it lay dormant for seven years thereafter. But whether in 1992 or in 1999, you alone could master it.