Brigits Flame Entry for May 2009, Week 1: Aspirations
WARNING!!! - The following material may be offensive or disturbing to some readers. It contains references to incest and underage sex.
"Why did you bring me to this old cave?"
"I found a book."
"You found a book, so you decided to wake me up and bring me out to this cave?"
"Something like that."
"Are you at least going to tell me what's in the book or why we have to come out to this cave in the middle of the night?"
"The book has some information in it, a recipe of sorts, and I need your help with it."
"What, you need me to hold the book open while you read it?"
"Heh. Yeah, something like that."
"Couldn't this have waited until morning?"
"No, actually. Part of the recipe is that we need the night of a new moon. In the morning, the moon won't be new anymore and it won't be night."
"What else do we need?"
"Oh, some roots and berries, a few herbs, but I have all that."
"And you need me?"
"Well, someone like you, actually, but you're the only one I know."
"And what's so special about me, and what's with the rope?"
"Here, I'll show you. Just hold still a second, and ... there. Not too tight, I trust?"
"Not bad, but why are you tying me up?"
"It keeps you from running away."
"Why would I run away?"
"Well, among other things, part of the recipe is the blood of a virgin."
"Great. That still doesn't answer my question."
"You're the virgin, silly. I trust my fifteen-year-old little sister is still a virgin."
"Ha! Yeah, right."
"What?! Who with?"
"Uncle Randy."
"Mom's brother?!"
"Yeah, last year. It was a little weird, but he was really nice about it."
"Ugh! That's disgusting."
"So, can I get untied now?"
"Uh, sure. Sorry about that."
"So what's the recipe for, anyway?"
"It's supposed to make you a god."
"Really? That's impressive."
"Well, it would have been if I'd had the blood of a virgin."
"Hey, it says here that you need the 'heart's blood of a virgin'. You were going to kill me?"
"Uhm, well, yes, technically, but I was going to bring you right back."
"Bring me right back?"
"Well, you know, as a god, I'd be able to do that."
"Uh huh. And this is the knife you were going to use?"
"Yes, the book was very specific about the knife being made of pure silver."
"You know what? I think I know where we can get a virgin."
"Really? Where?"
"Right HERE!"
"Oh god, you stabbed me!"
"I trust my seventeen-year-old big-brother is still a virgin."
"What? No! I've had lots of girls. Dozens. - Oh, god, I need to get to the hospital."
"Name one."
"Tina Widdle, just down the street."
"I'm pretty sure blow-jobs don't count."
"You know about that?"
"Everybody knows about that. Tina's not exactly subtle. Name another, if you can."
"Fine, so I'm a virgin. But if you get me to a hospital, I promise I won't tell mom."
"Don't worry, brother, you don't need a hospital. I'll bring you right back, if it works."
"Why did you bring me to this old cave?"
"I found a book."
"You found a book, so you decided to wake me up and bring me out to this cave?"
"Something like that."
"Are you at least going to tell me what's in the book or why we have to come out to this cave in the middle of the night?"
"The book has some information in it, a recipe of sorts, and I need your help with it."
"What, you need me to hold the book open while you read it?"
"Heh. Yeah, something like that."
"Couldn't this have waited until morning?"
"No, actually. Part of the recipe is that we need the night of a new moon. In the morning, the moon won't be new anymore and it won't be night."
"What else do we need?"
"Oh, some roots and berries, a few herbs, but I have all that."
"And you need me?"
"Well, someone like you, actually, but you're the only one I know."
"And what's so special about me, and what's with the rope?"
"Here, I'll show you. Just hold still a second, and ... there. Not too tight, I trust?"
"Not bad, but why are you tying me up?"
"It keeps you from running away."
"Why would I run away?"
"Well, among other things, part of the recipe is the blood of a virgin."
"Great. That still doesn't answer my question."
"You're the virgin, silly. I trust my fifteen-year-old little sister is still a virgin."
"Ha! Yeah, right."
"What?! Who with?"
"Uncle Randy."
"Mom's brother?!"
"Yeah, last year. It was a little weird, but he was really nice about it."
"Ugh! That's disgusting."
"So, can I get untied now?"
"Uh, sure. Sorry about that."
"So what's the recipe for, anyway?"
"It's supposed to make you a god."
"Really? That's impressive."
"Well, it would have been if I'd had the blood of a virgin."
"Hey, it says here that you need the 'heart's blood of a virgin'. You were going to kill me?"
"Uhm, well, yes, technically, but I was going to bring you right back."
"Bring me right back?"
"Well, you know, as a god, I'd be able to do that."
"Uh huh. And this is the knife you were going to use?"
"Yes, the book was very specific about the knife being made of pure silver."
"You know what? I think I know where we can get a virgin."
"Really? Where?"
"Right HERE!"
"Oh god, you stabbed me!"
"I trust my seventeen-year-old big-brother is still a virgin."
"What? No! I've had lots of girls. Dozens. - Oh, god, I need to get to the hospital."
"Name one."
"Tina Widdle, just down the street."
"I'm pretty sure blow-jobs don't count."
"You know about that?"
"Everybody knows about that. Tina's not exactly subtle. Name another, if you can."
"Fine, so I'm a virgin. But if you get me to a hospital, I promise I won't tell mom."
"Don't worry, brother, you don't need a hospital. I'll bring you right back, if it works."