all the best scents and cuts of meats have been disappearing from my table. I have a few pets and persons and though they dine with me I can safely say it weren't them. I have made another acquaintance today and he be kin to mine own.
It was purely by exampled accident to say the least that I should stumble upon an individual so rare indeed as my own hide is. He is a learned man in the arts and I bet self-taught as I am too. But he has a wealth of years and knowledge as my own mind can hold and he considers me as much a jewel in the crown as I do he. By myth and tale he finds that he owes me that honour though I know he is as royal as I though he prefers his humble status if he will. To the lore behold we are not the hated adversaries all simple minded fear us to be. All creatures great and small battle their own as well as other species and it would be unfair to say there ne'er was a fight between his and my familial lines but not to the degree it be told. You see, the scent of his kind fills my nose and robs me of the good clean air that I breathe and though I may find it offensive to the olfactory sense that I own, I am not so put-off that I would consider it a threat unchallenged. He is wolf, and feral at that and I am wamphyri, after all, but that leads no temptations for me for he is a cousin and no more a threat than be ye.
I find his face amusing and such that it gives great pleasure to look upon and to someday, perhaps, take my broken bones to be by his side for coffee perchance. There are tears between he and I as well as oceans at times and great distance but he is most traveled as would dictate he would roam where I am most content in the lands to which I was born even though it may not be the true birthright of my own blood however black and cold within my core. I love to see what in held within his mind and offer my own for the picking of thought. We shall see if the extension of hands, palms down and fingers out, will draw him in to smell of what ministries my head holds. He is wise and shrewd and quick in his stride and I am slow and calculating and cunning and gifted. We could be a formidable force if the fates that be allow the interlude of such a consensual connection as a mere friendship would hold. We shall see....~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
Mobe's days
The day's disdain shall never refrain from the pain that the rain will wash away. But tomorrows sorrow shall give cause to claim that today's was just yesterday's gain
This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe
This is a free thought process to which I intend to entertain and insiniuate debate and humor into what I consider a banal universe. I implore you to leave comment or critique and also to question my purposes if you so desire. It is my intent to invoke creative thought and even a new perspective, though I do not expect all to want the invasion of their minds for the duration of my soapbox. I will censor nothing, but cannot promise that it won't be at a higher desk. Enjoy!~mobe
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