As the Day Grows Darker

[cafedeinfierno]

We are trapped in a dead city, a ghost of its former self, laying in ruin compared to its earlier vibrance. It is weak now, white and pale and sickly, a shell of what had been, gasping for air as it continues to struggle for life

Comments

[stranglingrose]

Milk is opaque. It clouds things. You're not making any sense.

[cafedeinfierno]

You could at least attempt to think outside the box. It only takes a single drop of milk to destroy the pure black magic in a cup of coffee. You understand?

[stranglingrose]

So destruction is illumination.

...Makes sense.

[cafedeinfierno]

No, no, no! You don't get it at all!

I mean that the entire consistency changes! Bitterness, acidity, even a bit of the liquidity-- all thrown off by one drop!

[hawkeye_shooter]

Do you really have to be so over-dramatic?

[cafedeinfierno]

I've already said it before. Only the stupid are unable to give flourish and beauty to their banal words.

[hawkeye_shooter]

I didn't say anything about adding "flourish and beauty" to your words...I said do you have to be so over-dramatic.

There's a difference.

[waywardseahorse]

"Beauty" and "flourish" are used to obsfucate the truth by those who are of too frail a composition to handle such a powerful tool.

I suggest you start being the man's man you so like to pontificate upon, and do yourself the favor of a true confrontation.

[inthephonebook]

You might as well put the milk in and give it a taste. Stalling usually doesn't improve the flavor much. After all, if it did, we'd have to switch to wine metaphors, and my salary is way too low for me to have a lot of those.

[proxn_punkd]

They've heard of our plight, I'm sure.

They just don't care.

[cafedeinfierno]

Hey now! You couldn't even compare my linguistic brilliance to one of the Romantics?