Jan 17, 2009 03:15
Daddy's all caged. Caged up, just like Princess, but not in our usual way.
Bars of metal, bars to make us weak, bars...
Bars what make me thirst, because I can't eat no more.
Daddy says it'll all be OK. I says not. I says to look at the ones who sleep with us. The ones who got given cages, too.
One of them's special. I see her... Not one kind, nor another. She's like little brother, except... Except not. She's different. Not from my world, not like the people not-not-not!
She don't like me, so much. Tells me to look away or else she'll do something to my eyes.
The other one don't. She likes my whispers... I tell her things, of far, far away. I see what she's seen. I see how she was made. I see...
Castles.
Then there's my Angel.
Don't worry, daddy. They'll let us eat soon.
Harold made the world go on fire, see. Just like you.