It's raining again.
Once again tired of having to be hooked to a machine to sleep properly. That'll be an issue if things escalate past a certain point. I keep seeing things moving in the trees, but nothing has intruded too far yet. I don't expect that to last, though.
Your attempts to hide some truth is valiant, but Sir Bishop taught me to always look carefully. You found them without them seeking you, how interesting~! Pleased to make your acquaintance. I have to ask; enjoying my little /game/ yet?
ReplyDeleteYou're quite the piece, and I would love to add you to my /collection/, but alas; the subjects are chosen, the playing field is set. Unfortunate, no?
Wise. You chose to not help them, and I applaud that choice. They cannot escape their punishment; although...
That's assuming you had any semblance of /choice/ in the first place.
Sleep well.
...creepy, dude. Real creepy.
ReplyDeleteLissie, been reading. This is some weird stuff, hope you can catch the hoodie guy.
The Collector: ... You're lucky blogger hates me or this comment would be gone, most likely. Just saying.
ReplyDeleteJust because I'm wholly ineffectual doesn't mean everyone is.
The world may burn, but hey, the bright and shiny side of that is -you- on fire, too.
Mattie: Thanks for the moral support. And don't worry. I'm fine.
Sleep apnea?
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