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September 15, 2005
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 September 15, 2005 09:21 PM