Topic: What is truly yours?
I have a knife. I use it for when I carve. Its handle is made of bone. It’s soft and smooth and I keep the blade sharp. If you drop a hair on it - it cuts it in two. It’s a good knife.
I’ve got a coin. It’s really worn. And foreign. I’ll have to show David it sometime. He’ll probably know where it is from. I use it for coin tricks though I don’t do those as much as I used to. They used to make Callie laugh.
I’ve got skills. I can’t talk but I can imitate birdsong. And I am quick to learn tunes - if I hear them on the radio. I can fix anything. Almost. And I build the best goddamn coffins you’ll ever see.
But all of those things - all of those things can disappear. You can lose things. And forget things. Maybe - something happens so you can use your hands anymore. Maybe you just grow old.
I found this book. I had to get a library card for David once and I still go sometimes. It’s nice and quiet and I like to look in the books. Like the dictionaries. There are so many words. Words I’ve never heard anybody say. I like the one that explains meanings best. I found this word the other evening - transient.
That’s what everything is.
Transient.
It means that everything disappears.
It reminds me of ‘train’ though. Everything gets on the transient train and disappears into the night to someplace else. That’s not so bad I guess.
Nothing’s truly mine.
Count: 262
Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)
I’ve got a coin. It’s really worn. And foreign. I’ll have to show David it sometime. He’ll probably know where it is from. I use it for coin tricks though I don’t do those as much as I used to. They used to make Callie laugh.
I’ve got skills. I can’t talk but I can imitate birdsong. And I am quick to learn tunes - if I hear them on the radio. I can fix anything. Almost. And I build the best goddamn coffins you’ll ever see.
But all of those things - all of those things can disappear. You can lose things. And forget things. Maybe - something happens so you can use your hands anymore. Maybe you just grow old.
I found this book. I had to get a library card for David once and I still go sometimes. It’s nice and quiet and I like to look in the books. Like the dictionaries. There are so many words. Words I’ve never heard anybody say. I like the one that explains meanings best. I found this word the other evening - transient.
That’s what everything is.
Transient.
It means that everything disappears.
It reminds me of ‘train’ though. Everything gets on the transient train and disappears into the night to someplace else. That’s not so bad I guess.
Nothing’s truly mine.
Count: 262
Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)