The Dark I Know WellThe Dark I Know Well
I'm going to eat. And eat and eat and eat and eat
Until I'm big and fat. And I just won't stop at
Food; I'll swallow the entire world.
And the world will be in my stomach
And my stomach acids will eat away at it.
The paint of the world will melt away.
The grass, the oceans, the mountains
All will drip away their greens, blues, and purples
Into gray blobs. They'll be nothing, they'll
All be nothing; just disgusting gray mush in
My intestines. All of you, everything
Then I'll be bigger,
Then I'll be bigger.
Eventually I will eat enough to make me
Sick. And then the world will be back to the way
It was. The colors will evaporate back to their accustomed places
And I'll go back to what I am. But hopefully
This time around I will be wiser.
Ruins Extra: TatianaI opened my eyes. Gray light was seeping in through the windows. It was never sunny in this city, but I didn't care. I smiled to myself, as I did every morning, as I remembered where I started and where I am now. I stretched, and glanced over at the other side of the bed: empty. Quinn clearly had some pressing business to attend to. I sat up, and saw my breakfast tray sitting on the table. On the tray was a daffodil sitting in a small vase. I got up, wrapped a silk robe around my rather expensive lingerie, and lifted the lid off of my plate; toast and eggs. I tucked some of my silky dark hair behind my ear before biting into the toast. I poured myself some of the coffee, then walked to the window. The city was smoggy and full of people running around. All so little. All so tiny.
I thought of how I began. How I worked my way from the bottom to the top. I had been a pickpocket and a stripper, sometimes even an assassin…anything to pay the bills. I had not really ever cared about p
Ruins Chapter 17Lily Park was just as I remembered it. Its beauty was why I chose to live part of the year here back when I still had my life. God, they didn't make towns like this anymore. I walked confidently, almost comfortably considering the circumstances. Keil did her best to blend in with the unknowing passerby, but her face still looked too strained.
"Where would Quinn want us to go?" Keil asked, looking at me.
"I have a good idea," I said, my face falling slightly, "Probably to my old house. I don't think they've sold it yet it was an awfully expensive place, you see "
Keil looked at me carefully, then nodded, her hand brushing ever so gently against my elbow. We walked a few blocks down, then turned to where the expensive old mansions stood. They were elegant and graceful in their old age, their wooden and brick pieces curving and arching stoically. Keil, for a moment, lost the strain in her eyes and was smiling slightly as she looked at the beautiful architecture. We continued on
Ruins Chapter 15"I don't think I've ever seen so many trees in one place in my life," I said faintly.
This was, in fact, the truth. How was it possible all these trees were here? They stretched tall and imposing, countless numbers of trees.
The man, the motorcycle man, startled us, and I was already on edge. Mercifully, he actually proved to be helpful. I think. I don't know. I wasn't the one leading this expedition. Keil was the one in charge. I was just here for the ride.
Now, needless to say, as excited as I was to see the forest, hiking through it was an entirely separate issue. A few hours into our hike, I was ready to die. It was no news to me that I was out of shape, but this was ridiculous. We finally took a break.
" and try to stay out of poison ivy," Keil explained.
Poison ivy. Poison ivy? One of those trivial things you hear about only once or twice in your life in Central, as there was no poison ivy there. Poison ivy? Darn it, I've heard about it before what does it d
Ruins Chapter 13Well, things were certainly going in a different direction than I would have ever expected. The mercenary headquarters was the last place I would ever think I would willingly find myself. I felt slightly suspicious of everyone there, half-expecting them to betray Keil and I, and throw me in prison. I trusted Silver, though, for some reason.
Silver. That man intimidated me quite a bit, but I was fascinated beyond belief by him. I also found his cutting wit refreshing. It had been a long while since I had truly spoken with someone like him. Actually, I do not believe I have ever met anyone quite like him in my life, and I had met some pretty interesting types
The man I spoke with the most, however, was Garret. We got along nicely. He occasionally cracked jokes about my criminal past, but he treated me well. When word went around the place that I was making myself and Keil some bulletproofed shirts (I was still mourning the loss of my last one), Garret was very impressed.
Rainbow TrainWe sat and watched the storm,
Rumble along quickly like a train.
And then, there it was, a rainbow!
We looked at it for a long time.
But we could not stay there forever,
The hour eventually came for us to leave.
And we were back to real life, wishing to leave,
Because the rage of the storm
Seemed like forever.
We wanted to board the train
And escape for a time
In the great big glory of a rainbow.
Oh, the vivid colors of a rainbow!
It makes you wish the shade would leave
Along with the hovering time.
Yet the storm
Will always rage on, like an everlasting train:
Everlasting, ever travelling, forever.
Our love of forever
Seeing that rainbow.
We wanted so badly to board that train,
And of this depth take leave
To escape a bright dark storm.
However, it is watching us, that time.
Everything is speeding up, I can't stop time,
It seems like forever
Is getting shorter, thanks to the storm.
It's farther away as we leave.
It is here, the train.
The tracks lead older, oh the train!