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[dread_whispers]

It was funny, watching the world turn about on its head.  Tock tick, hm?

...But today is boring.  Sunshine outside and no one inside... I had a tea party, and no one came.

Have I missed the babies?

When little Baby goes to sleep and he is very near us,
Then on tip-toe softly creep, that Baby may not hear us.
Lullaby, lullaby, lulla lulla lullaby...

Comments

[snarky_padre_v]

A tea party? Babies?

You're an intriguing one.

[dread_whispers]

Said like a scientist... don't pretend.

Would you like to study me?

[snarky_padre_v]

I'm not a scientist.
I'm a scholar.
and a priest.

At least...I was a priest.
I'm not sure whether or not what I believe in's what...I believe in anymore, though.

But I'm not a scientist, that's for sure.

[dread_whispers]

You needn't believe in anything to know.

I don't like priests. Full of gristle.

[dark_butler]

I do still miss tea. My apologies for not coming. The last tea party I attended was an unpleasant affair.

[dread_whispers]

Mm... perhaps you didn't have the correct hostess.

Shall I invite you to the next one?

[dark_butler]

That is entirely possible.

I would appreciate an invitation if only for an opportunity to talk without this second-hand removal.

[dread_whispers]

You don't need an invitation for that.

[browning_baby]

Soon. Soon, it'll be here, above the others.

Holiest of them all. Beautiful and joyous and celebrated~

[dread_whispers]

I wonder... do you miss your mind?

Don't forget to sing to the baby. Never forget that.

[browning_baby]

Do you miss yours?

It matters little. All is cared for here, but me above all.

Whatever should I sing to it~ So many songs...

[dread_whispers]

Full of lies...

You'll hear the right song, if you listen.