Books Don't Like To Flutter

[deathly_dru]

I scritch-scratched on the table, but it didn't want to burn.

Or cry.

Or bleed.

I remember Christmas. This won't be a real Christmas... Little children in the snow and smoke in the puddles.

Spike, tell them about when you brought me those little girls wrapped in a bow.

I like that story.

I liked tasting that story.

Comments

[doctor_j_crane]

I don't know who you are, but that's an exceptionally poor act. Either that or you're on some form of hallucinogen.

Private

[breakmychest]

Lay off. That's just how she is.

Private

[doctor_j_crane]

Meaning that she either has a serious case of word salad or is literally clinically insane?

Private

[breakmychest]

The latter. It's not her fault. Just leave her alone.

[breakmychest]

Personally, I prefer the story where I saved the world. Must we bring up all the wicked things I've done?

[deathly_dru]

But I wasn't in that one...

[breakmychest]

You were the first time. Seeing as it's you and Angelus I saved it from.

[deathly_dru]

Yes... But that's when it all started crumbling apart.

I don't like that so much.

[ichoosefight]

Maybe it's best that there aren't little children in the snow.

[deathly_dru]

They do freeze rather oddly... It's ever so sad.

[ichoosefight]

Tragic, I'm sure.

[deathly_dru]

I like them better when they're warm. They can sing and squirm.

[gingerspeedster]

Wow. You're a grade A nutcase. What'd you do to wind up in a place like this?

[deathly_dru]

I don't like the colour of your words.

[gingerspeedster]

What color are they?

[deathly_dru]

Green.

And brown...

[darknessb4me]

They're multiplying. Joy.

Notifications!

[deathly_dru]

No.