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estdeus_innobisMonday, October 19th
Day 141
Night
It has not been that long since I have last walked the streets of the town, I don’t think, but Ooh just look at the changes that have taken place. The death of a god never ceases to bring a smile to my face; my Djinn did a wonderful job with that one, and with the pretty witch too, pity it had to end so soon. Her gifts were magnificent and her death was also a gift that few ever receive, an end of their own choosing, and she chose well. I could say I am disappointed in her use of her gifts, but that would be a lie. I did have such high hopes when we loosed her on the town, but then that’s one of the more interesting things with free will, you never know what they will choose to do.
I have returned to the carnival this evening to see what interesting things the night might bring, if any. So far the only thing of remote interest is the increased whispers of my name on the wind. I find it both intriguing and amusing that here, my name is accompanied with suspicion as well as greed. ”Who is she really? Is she dangerous? Who cares? Thank god she’s back, we’ll make more money again.” That last one is my personal favorite. Even before I begin to dance, I send out a silent call to those who are hungry for what we offer here and smile as I see them begin to filter in. Some even stare around in wonder, trying to figure out why they felt as if they needed to be here tonight. Then my dance begins and the confusion fades, they know why they’re here and happy they came.
Born in lust, turn to dust - Born in sin, c'mon in.
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Day 141
Night
It has not been that long since I have last walked the streets of the town, I don’t think, but Ooh just look at the changes that have taken place. The death of a god never ceases to bring a smile to my face; my Djinn did a wonderful job with that one, and with the pretty witch too, pity it had to end so soon. Her gifts were magnificent and her death was also a gift that few ever receive, an end of their own choosing, and she chose well. I could say I am disappointed in her use of her gifts, but that would be a lie. I did have such high hopes when we loosed her on the town, but then that’s one of the more interesting things with free will, you never know what they will choose to do.
I have returned to the carnival this evening to see what interesting things the night might bring, if any. So far the only thing of remote interest is the increased whispers of my name on the wind. I find it both intriguing and amusing that here, my name is accompanied with suspicion as well as greed. ”Who is she really? Is she dangerous? Who cares? Thank god she’s back, we’ll make more money again.” That last one is my personal favorite. Even before I begin to dance, I send out a silent call to those who are hungry for what we offer here and smile as I see them begin to filter in. Some even stare around in wonder, trying to figure out why they felt as if they needed to be here tonight. Then my dance begins and the confusion fades, they know why they’re here and happy they came.
Born in lust, turn to dust - Born in sin, c'mon in.
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