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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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