Jan 06, 2010 20:28
[Dated to before the exodus, sob]
[The entry begins... with the patter of tears on the page...
This goes on for a minute or two before he speaks. Howl sounds terrible, man. This might be because he's been drunk since New Years, and the castle has finally cut him off.]
It's. It's not fair. Can't a man... can't a man even ask for peace from this place without it - denying him even that! [His voice rises up shrilly at the end. Then he sobs.]
All I want... is a good woman. A woman true, and fair... and... and a rugby team. [Sob sob.] I bet none of you would believe... I played rugby! For my university! [SOB SOB.] WHY WON'T THIS PLACE GIVE ME ALCO - ALCO...
SPIRITSH?
[A long pause.]
Guts. Guts. Guts. Guts Guts Guts Guts Guts. Are you lishtening? Guts?
howl jenkins