From Drusilla A_Pretty_Fire
Comment to this post and I will list 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.
Such a fun game, or so I've been told.
Spider's webs: Are everywhere in my life, ceilings, walls, floors... Everywhere, some are thin and pretty much harmless most of the time, some are... Not so thin, and hurt when you run into them, as in really hurt.
I've never really been scared by spiders really, or their webs... A certain amount of disgust maybe but they've never really troubled them, although I'd rather be on a world of beaches.
Secrets: Who doesn't have their secrets? I'm of the opinion that everybody is hiding something from the world, some things tiny, some things big.
As for my secrets? ...Of course they're big, of course I don't want to talk about some things, of course I hide some bits away, some people wouldn't understand my secrets... Most people to be perfectly honest, my secrets are many, and all of them are proper secrets, secrets that will never see the light of day if I have anything to do with it.
Secrets are made to be kept after all.
Ropes: Ah, ropes, I've been tied up a few times (none of them led to pleasure), dressed in ropes for a period (which was rather embarrassing, although quite informative in some ways) and I have been told that ropes and being tied up can be quite fun in some cases, I was told such by a fairly reliable source and I look forward to trying the theory, it should be informative if nothing else.
...Ropes are also good for holding demons, at least briefly, just thought I should note that.
Feathers: I have little opinion on feathers, they tickle, they can stab and on demons they have the distressing tendency to be poisonous or something, I don't like them much.
[Locked to Drusilla] For a brief time after I "died" I was trapped in the board, I was allowed to transform in there, become a demon if only briefly... And I turned into a swan like demon, because father always told me that I would become a Swan, I could fly, I was covered in feathers... And it was incredibly liberating, incredibly secure, feathers cushion you and protect you from a lot of things don't you know.
It was the first (and last, until the plane I suppose) time that I had ever properly been free, I could fly, I was protected... It was wonderful, I loved having feathers, loved being like that.
It ended of course, everything good does.[/locked]
Pictures/the future visions: Ah, them... I've had them all my life I suppose, my first memory was one actually, I saw fire... And that's all I remember, it's probably already passed by now anyway and I probably didn't notice.
They're never full, I can never see the exact events or reasons leading up to them, they're always cryptic, always secret, I know that perhaps somebody will die or that perhaps somebody will find money but I don't know how it will happen.... But when I've seen that thing happening it will happen, no matter how it will always happen.
The future can't be changed after all, no matter how much anybody wants to.
Sometimes I wonder what life would be like without them... But that's a road best not travelled down, I have enough regrets as it is without adding that to the pile and sometimes it can be useful.... Sometimes, I have to keep telling myself that.
But usually I think that it can be more curse than gift, though it has led me to good things, once or twice.
Such a fun game, or so I've been told.
Spider's webs: Are everywhere in my life, ceilings, walls, floors... Everywhere, some are thin and pretty much harmless most of the time, some are... Not so thin, and hurt when you run into them, as in really hurt.
I've never really been scared by spiders really, or their webs... A certain amount of disgust maybe but they've never really troubled them, although I'd rather be on a world of beaches.
Secrets: Who doesn't have their secrets? I'm of the opinion that everybody is hiding something from the world, some things tiny, some things big.
As for my secrets? ...Of course they're big, of course I don't want to talk about some things, of course I hide some bits away, some people wouldn't understand my secrets... Most people to be perfectly honest, my secrets are many, and all of them are proper secrets, secrets that will never see the light of day if I have anything to do with it.
Secrets are made to be kept after all.
Ropes: Ah, ropes, I've been tied up a few times (none of them led to pleasure), dressed in ropes for a period (which was rather embarrassing, although quite informative in some ways) and I have been told that ropes and being tied up can be quite fun in some cases, I was told such by a fairly reliable source and I look forward to trying the theory, it should be informative if nothing else.
...Ropes are also good for holding demons, at least briefly, just thought I should note that.
Feathers: I have little opinion on feathers, they tickle, they can stab and on demons they have the distressing tendency to be poisonous or something, I don't like them much.
[Locked to Drusilla] For a brief time after I "died" I was trapped in the board, I was allowed to transform in there, become a demon if only briefly... And I turned into a swan like demon, because father always told me that I would become a Swan, I could fly, I was covered in feathers... And it was incredibly liberating, incredibly secure, feathers cushion you and protect you from a lot of things don't you know.
It was the first (and last, until the plane I suppose) time that I had ever properly been free, I could fly, I was protected... It was wonderful, I loved having feathers, loved being like that.
It ended of course, everything good does.[/locked]
Pictures/the future visions: Ah, them... I've had them all my life I suppose, my first memory was one actually, I saw fire... And that's all I remember, it's probably already passed by now anyway and I probably didn't notice.
They're never full, I can never see the exact events or reasons leading up to them, they're always cryptic, always secret, I know that perhaps somebody will die or that perhaps somebody will find money but I don't know how it will happen.... But when I've seen that thing happening it will happen, no matter how it will always happen.
The future can't be changed after all, no matter how much anybody wants to.
Sometimes I wonder what life would be like without them... But that's a road best not travelled down, I have enough regrets as it is without adding that to the pile and sometimes it can be useful.... Sometimes, I have to keep telling myself that.
But usually I think that it can be more curse than gift, though it has led me to good things, once or twice.