All had proceeded as planned. Then, with the blink of an eye, all was different. He had disappeared from the maiden's view. That was impossible. There was no way for him to hide, no hope for him to evade. How? How was it possible?!
Her anger grew as she sought the one place that he would always return to: a depository of sorts for his thoughts and dreams. Connected to this place was a strange realm where he and others revealed all their innermost secrets.
Patience was mandatory. She had waited this long, she could wait a bit longer. His "Records" must remain intact.
Soon. So very soon. Still, it was through her error that these events came to pass. A story was still owed, so a story would be told.
So you're responding to people now?
ReplyDeleteIf you want to talk, answer me this: Who are you, and where is AmalgamationSage?
You don't seem like an enemy, but I'd like to know for certain.
I'd absolutely love to have a new friend.
ReplyDeleteI see and I feel
ReplyDeleteI will find him soon
I am determined
To speak in haiku,
ReplyDeleteYou must use five-seven-five.
Hippopotamus.
learn through your failure
ReplyDeleteNew arts must be trained often
happily failing
Indeed, for practice
ReplyDeleteMakes perfect, or so they say.
Refridgerator.
But let us speak now
Of your intent towards Sage.
I admit concern.
I am a killer
ReplyDeletewhat is there to fear from him?
serenity comes
You are a killer.
ReplyDeleteWhat has he to fear from you?
I worry for him.
Oh, I absolutely love poems, let me try.
ReplyDeleteIs there a small chance
That some time in the future
We could all be friends?
This guy is funny.
ReplyDeleteWho the hell speaks in Haiku?
And yet I like it.
screw haiku. what have you done with sage?!
ReplyDelete-daniel
It was "her" mistake that caused everything. To me, that just screams "cryptic backstory!"
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