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poly_chromatic2012-08-23 05:10 pm
misterblackbird) wrote in poly_chromatic2012-08-23 05:10 pm
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Entry 578; Day 1343
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I should, perhaps, apologise for my behaviour yesterday. I do not, of course, think that I am the Angel of Death. I think it should be obvious by now that it was all a curse. So to anyone I might have unsettled with it all, I do apologise.
Even if it isn't so far off the mark, not from what was said about me and from what I've said myself in my own world--
In the scheme of things, my stalking about on the rooftops while wearing a pair of costume wings seems to have been rather mild compared to the 'flaming swords' I've since heard about. I don't think branches and pens and rakes are quite the same as the flaming sword given to the angel who guards the gates to the Garden of Eden.
Not that it matters. After all, my namesake 'went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.'
Truth be told, this entire month has been rather benign, so far as I'm concerned, at least--aside from kissing and being kissed for the better part of the day and then stalking on rooftops. On the other hand, I've not been transformed into a cat or a woman or a child, nor been made to act too strangely nor been made to hallucinate too greatly. I suppose I should be grateful that all I've had to endure is some kissing and stalking about on rooftops for a day.
I know quite well it could be worse. October is coming quite soon, anyway.
~C.
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[ooc: Because I suck and am full of fail, I didn't post yesterday. But, suffice to say, Cain was hanging out on rooftops, wearing too much black and a pair of black wings that he found in one of the opera house costume closets and thinking he was the/an angel of death. Because, you know. Feel free to have seen him.]
I should, perhaps, apologise for my behaviour yesterday. I do not, of course, think that I am the Angel of Death. I think it should be obvious by now that it was all a curse. So to anyone I might have unsettled with it all, I do apologise.
In the scheme of things, my stalking about on the rooftops while wearing a pair of costume wings seems to have been rather mild compared to the 'flaming swords' I've since heard about. I don't think branches and pens and rakes are quite the same as the flaming sword given to the angel who guards the gates to the Garden of Eden.
Not that it matters. After all, my namesake 'went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.'
Truth be told, this entire month has been rather benign, so far as I'm concerned, at least--aside from kissing and being kissed for the better part of the day and then stalking on rooftops. On the other hand, I've not been transformed into a cat or a woman or a child, nor been made to act too strangely nor been made to hallucinate too greatly. I suppose I should be grateful that all I've had to endure is some kissing and stalking about on rooftops for a day.
I know quite well it could be worse. October is coming quite soon, anyway.
~C.
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[ooc: Because I suck and am full of fail, I didn't post yesterday. But, suffice to say, Cain was hanging out on rooftops, wearing too much black and a pair of black wings that he found in one of the opera house costume closets and thinking he was the/an angel of death. Because, you know. Feel free to have seen him.]
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Do curses tend to reoccur? Because if they do, maybe I'll get another chance to see that.
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How've you been lately?
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Well enough, thank you. And you?
[He's not well at all. Riff isn't here. But he won't say that.]
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Confused by being told I missed a couple of weeks here when it feels like five minutes. But it seems everyone was right about that part.
[He takes this at face value, this time. But he hasn't forgotten - that's part of why he asked.]
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I've put up with that myself. I was at home for a fortnight once myself, but only a week passed here in the City. It's disconcerting to say the least.
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Yeah, that sounds just as weird. I don't get why time can't just pass the same for both places.
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I suppose it's something like the way time doesn't seem quite the same when one is asleep. That's the nearest likening I can think of.
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It is kinda like that. Feel like you slept for a short nap. Turns out it's already half way through the next day.
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Yes, exactly. I know a lot of other people explain it with ideas of different worlds moving at different times, or the idea that one is returned to the precise moment from which one was taken in one's own world while the City moves on. But to describe what it's like, I think I can only say it's like sleep.
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It's not a bad way. I'd hate to think of either world as just a dream, though. I want to think this place is just as real as home.
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Well, yes, but it's only a likening. I don't mean to say that this world or my real world is a dream.
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There's a difference?
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You can try to control your dreams, but it's not the same. Isn't that usually your subconscious sorting stuff out?
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And then, of course, there's September 1st to look forward to.
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September 1st?
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Mmhmm. It's a holiday, you know.
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Is it, indeed?
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