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September 30, 2005
Brooding
I wish that ye could hear me, my love. In the ways of old; speaking silently. If only I could hear ye alone, to at least know that ye are alright.
It's been so long since I've seen ye. Did ye listen to me, and now shant return?
I wish ye hadn't...He can teach me so that I will never harm ye.
I'm...not even sure where I'm going with these thoughts to myself.
I'm lonely, yes. Moreso since he pointed it out to me. Telling me that I'm in need of friendship and causing me to realize I've nothing. Not any of them, not Narus...not ye.
Posted by Nybrylla at 12:55 AM | Comments (0)
September 15, 2005
An Acquired Taste
Blood and bones I wish I could take them to the baths first!
I taste their dirt and sweat, caked upon them.
The others tasted of salt from their sweat, yes. From the struggle..but they were cleaner.
So long trying to bloody get in again and now I wish to be back out.
This one was sweeter. Though I near had to fight for my share, like a bloody pack fighting over the kill though we were only two. He took his prize. I had my fill, if only for a moment as it started up again.
Fool. Served him right.
Fools, fools, so many fools within this city.
I passed the inn on my way to the slums again, and I actually took a moment to read the board.
They're at it again, that bloody pest. They say imitation is the highest form of flattery, but it's made me quickly despise ye.
I assume it is the same one. First to leave my spider upon the corpse in the hospital, and now using other trademarks of mine? Someone thinks I attacked them out in the forest when I've now been in here. When ye slew the entire orphanage my name was tossed about as well, and I was in the forest then.
Do ye seek to always keep far from me? A strategy, perhaps. Though I can assure ye that our paths will soon cross, and the counterfeit will not stand up to the original when put to the test.
Posted by Nybrylla at 09:37 PM | Comments (0)
In/Out
The young one was right...We do remember things like that, and that did fucking hurt.
Perhaps most maddening was the smell. The amount of heat soon surpasses to level your body can even make you aware of, and it actually feels cold for a moment. But then there is the smell. The smell of burning...bloody cooking.
Then nothing.
Nothing until I awoke with a start once more, in his chilly room. He says I've been here a week...or two? He just said and I barely remember.
Attacking...harassing me with questions I don't know the answers for. I offer what I can and he won't believe me. A shame when the other believed so easily. Angry...but still concerned.
My, she's grown. It seems like ten years have passed since I last saw her. Heh...and she thinks he's brought me here as a sister for her.
Not very long ago, we'd constantly tried to kill one another, ye know. I remember smashing a plate into your face, wasting my prescious eggs, and causing your blood to splatter. Now I bandage your ear.
But ye weren't bleeding...what is this smell? Can it be the hunger pulls so strongly at me that it tricks my senses?
Quickly, Narus. Take me to the slums, to the worthless souls.
Posted by Nybrylla at 09:21 PM | Comments (0)