Log
from October 6th:
The
Mistress claims today is her birthday, "she thinks." She isn't
positive. She says that the lack of certainty is beginning to make her ill;
she's in a constant state of hunger and weakness that no amount of food or rest
can soothe. I know exactly what she needs, but she won't allow me to give it to
her. I offer to bleed for her, and she declines; she says the nosebleed is
enough.
Perhaps
it honestly would be enough, were she not starving herself. Every
Scarlet-marked in the United States seems to be hunting Russ. I don't know how
I feel about that.
On
the one hand, her jealousy is a sign of how deeply she cares. On the other
hand, her obsession is leading to this...self-harm.
...She
doesn't even remember that she's jealous.
happy birthday to you
ReplyDeletehappy birthday to you
your vessel is broken
with nothing to screw
your not the only ones who can post rhymes.
I didn't even know that entities like the Fears could even have birthdays. Then again, I have seen stranger things before.
DeleteAnd Russ, don't quit your day job. Poetry's not for you.
What about her only ones who can post rhymes, Russ?
DeleteInteresting comment Knight, I guess if our paths ever do cross then I shall not kill you. You're alright.
ReplyDeleteAs for the post, well I guess Happy Birthday, although what's the point of celebrating birthdays if you are such a being. It's like God celebrated his birthday every year, what would be the point of it?