Re: Letters to Blackdog
Reply #69 - August 04, 2010, 07:39 PM
Dear Blackdog,
I was wandering through the forest. It has been mere hours since I set out. Bone-weary and homesick, I settled upon a log to hold my face in my hands and cry. All of a sudden I heard 'Eye of the tiger' playing. I gasped and stood straight...no wait I fell into a crouch, flat against the earth. That sound...that song....It sounded like a ringtone. I sensed motion out of the corner of my eye and straightened instantly, amazing reflexes working well as I reached into the thicket of trees and...
...pulled out a cellphone! I answered it warily.On the other end, there was raspy breathing and I felt as if I could smell the nasty alcohol and mustard on the breath of the man. He said, "BD DOESN'T LIKE YOU EPHEMERAL, HE HATES YOU. HE ONLY PRETENDED TO LIKE YOU AND CAME TELLING ME HOW MUCH HE HATED YOU. THE TRUTH IS...HE WANTS TO CUT YOU UP INTO PIECES AND THROW YOU TO THE DOGS, HASSAN AND DIGDUG. HE LEFT SO YOU WOULD MISS HIM AND DIE OF MISSING HIM OR GET LOST IN THE FOREST.." The voice paused, panting from all the exertion. Likely, this was the most excercise the person had had in a long time. Then he added in a small meek voice, hardly seeming the same person, "oh and this isn't Iblis...bai."
I fell to the ground, tears running madly but then I felt numb. I hate you Blackdog...
Oh who am I kidding. Despite this, your awesomeness does not abate. It swirls around like a sparkly wishy-wishy flower thing that I used to chase as a child. I long to snatch you from the sky and make a wish on you. If wishes were tear-drops the world would flood...
but im getting off topic. I am writing on mud...or at least that's what it looks like, on a piece of leaf. I am deeply saddened and I will plan what I will do with this bit of information....
likely you will never hear from me again...
Never yours,
Ephemeral
P.S, I know i promised the last one was the last but this is truly it *wipes tear*
"If intelligence is feminine... I would want that mine would, in a resolute movement, come to resemble an impious woman."