Apr 09, 2009 22:18
I must be having a nightmare. this one is much less pleasant than usual I was preparing a resting place for a guest earlier, and after climbing into the grave to test it out ( exceedingly comfortable, a fine piece of work if I may say), when I climbed back out, I was no longer in my cemetery. The locals call this place "Moksa", and apparently many appear here and no one may leave. Rather like the underworld...
I have asked around about a funeral parlor to live] work at while I am here, but the inhabitants here have none (barbaric, I ~know~). They seem to dwell under the impression that no one dies here. The bodies must be hidden somewhere. I suspect the docks I saw upon my arrival. It is raining ~quite heavily~ right now, though, so I cannot search for them until later.
My room here lacks the comforts of home. There is no coffin, no cobwebs, no candles. If the rain persists, I will make myself a nice coffin to sleep in tomorrow. I don't know where one finds the necessary materials on an island such as this, though...
I could use a good joke right now...if only the ~Earl and his ~delightful butler were here...
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