No one hears Cassandra cry…
Hi, I just wanted to- what?
Oh. Yes, yes, it’s me.
…Lucael. The guy whose journal this is? Um, I used to write here?
Yeah… that guy. What? …No, I’m not dead.
Prove it?! …Um, I’m thinking? Talking? Writing? …Not enough, hunh.
Okay, try this: There was this guy, and he worked at all these different places, and then he sort of moved away, and lost touch. Then, later on, he got better.
What? No, the story isn’t about me. I was just proving I was alive.
What do you mean, ‘how’? It doesn’t have to be Shakespeare; Dead men tell NO tales.
Anyway, sorry folks, I was just going to- What?!
Look, the title doesn’t have anything to do with it, it’s from a Cruxshadows song that was stuck in my head. Sometimes I write things down just to purge them from my brain. And besides, I like mysterious titles. Deal. Now will you just be quiet for a second?
Geez, some people. ANYWAY, I just wanted to say that I know I’ve been gone for a while, but I’m not dead, and if you wanted, you could check some of my writing stuff at ‘blackslist.blogspot.com’. You’ll prolly recognize some of it, but I’m trying to get as much of it as possible in the same place.
Enjoy. I’ll try not to vanish again. I’ll try very hard.
Oh, and before I go, some particularly bad puns I came up with on my way home, mixing latin and English.
Sugar Coma: ‘Non compos Mentos™.’
Banned from the Playboy Mansion: ‘Persona non Grotto.’
I just wanted to remind people who I really am so they have a chance to remove me from their friends list before I get really warmed up. :)
Lucael
(exeunt)
Oh. Yes, yes, it’s me.
…Lucael. The guy whose journal this is? Um, I used to write here?
Yeah… that guy. What? …No, I’m not dead.
Prove it?! …Um, I’m thinking? Talking? Writing? …Not enough, hunh.
Okay, try this: There was this guy, and he worked at all these different places, and then he sort of moved away, and lost touch. Then, later on, he got better.
What? No, the story isn’t about me. I was just proving I was alive.
What do you mean, ‘how’? It doesn’t have to be Shakespeare; Dead men tell NO tales.
Anyway, sorry folks, I was just going to- What?!
Look, the title doesn’t have anything to do with it, it’s from a Cruxshadows song that was stuck in my head. Sometimes I write things down just to purge them from my brain. And besides, I like mysterious titles. Deal. Now will you just be quiet for a second?
Geez, some people. ANYWAY, I just wanted to say that I know I’ve been gone for a while, but I’m not dead, and if you wanted, you could check some of my writing stuff at ‘blackslist.blogspot.com’. You’ll prolly recognize some of it, but I’m trying to get as much of it as possible in the same place.
Enjoy. I’ll try not to vanish again. I’ll try very hard.
Oh, and before I go, some particularly bad puns I came up with on my way home, mixing latin and English.
Sugar Coma: ‘Non compos Mentos™.’
Banned from the Playboy Mansion: ‘Persona non Grotto.’
I just wanted to remind people who I really am so they have a chance to remove me from their friends list before I get really warmed up. :)
Lucael
(exeunt)