Apr 07, 2010 22:17
[Keats is seen laughing, holding a child's drawing of what appears to be him. It's the same thick hair, and color of the coat at the very least. It's messy and done by a child who is obviously quite young]
Yes... [he laughs again and lets the image fall to the ground]quite a likeness, isn't it? [He turns to look at the pictures that seem to be floating from the ceiling. Larger images of the blue monster that haunted him in a previous curse, a multitude of sketches of creatures that look impossible to be real and the photo of a desk that is littered with books are heaped up at his feet.]
Meybe you'll show up and try to finish it, Belgae? Do the job ye were supposed to? A'course, I'm rather fond of this... existence. Am I allowed to call it "life"? [He turns and notices the camera. Keats' shoulders move as he lets out a soft 'heh'] Well, I suppose this may be confusing. But... we all have secrets, dun we?
[With that he tosses the drawing down and clicks off the recorder]
keats,
curse,
april showers,
hi-i'm a spoiler,
imaginary friends