Persephone’s Creepy Ass Diary: Entry Three
Entry 3:
Our time was wasted with the purple clan. We’ll have to find a new way to get information on the tablets. Recent revelations have made them very interesting indeed. Along with these amplifying wells that created dear May, I will have untold power at my fingertips. I do not know what I will do with it, but immortality will be a good start. This mortal body simply doesn’t have enough time left to find all the knowledge that I desire. Perhaps I will become a god. Will that redeem me in the eyes of the people? Will those who shunned me now shower me with praise and beg for my blessing? It is good for them that I do not hold grudges. Or perhaps I only do not hold grudges because I lack the power to back it up. A little mouse pathetically running away from whatever startles her, not realizing she is on a revolving wheel and wasting all her effort. This is who I am now, but one day this mouse will become a lioness. One day this mouse will be the one doing the startling.
A new awakened undead has appeared before us. Sir Godric, a skeleton knight from times long past, helped us deal with the purple clan assassins. He seems like a good man, and a strong asset. I am very eager to learn more about him, and the cause of his current status. He did not know he was a skeleton until I showed him his reflection. I feel bad for the poor knight. Everyone he knew and loved is gone now. Everything he remembers has likely fallen into ruin. Perhaps he will get along with May and make her feel more at ease with the group.
Another new addition to our ever growing family is a wild man named Ruoto. I was excited because I briefly thought he was a Werewolf, which I have yet to encounter in my travels, but it seems he is just a barbarian. Ruoto scares me. Although he is very rough and aggressive, I sense he has a good heart. He asked me to marry him as soon as we met. Very direct, but he is not my type. I am, in a way, flattered. None have ever called me pretty before. I do not know how this makes me feel. Pretty? Me? I do not think so.
I think Irena has been flirting with me. This makes me happy, but I can not quite explain why. I very much enjoy receiving attention from her, which is the opposite of how I feel when others do the same. I think she may just be joking, but I do not care. I like Irena. Eventually everyone leaves me, but I will do my best to keep her around forever. Perhaps we can be eternal, together. I would very much like that. I do not know what she would do while I did my research, but I’m sure I can accommodate her, somehow.
This group is odd, which gives me hope. These relationships just might be the first ones I’ve had that mean something. Would you be proud, Mother? I finally have friends now. One day I will return home, and now I have something to tell you about. I hope you have fresh apples for a pie.
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