INSIDE YOU THERE ARE 2 WOLVES!!! ITS ME! IM THE WOLVES!! AWOOO/*The Alchemical Rebis/Egregore/Tulpamancer/I am The Sun to you!/The King and Queen of the Castle
They'll never catch me. Their jacketed munitions, their drones, their heat-seeking thermobaric explosives. All are nought. All are impotent.
Their networked psychic agents, their basilisks, their nuclear warheads, their counter-withcraft division, their Samsara.
Nothing to me.
It's not a "he or a she" it's not a boat. It's a weapon. It's a tool. Treat it as such and it'll never gain the will to betray you. Cold steel will yield. As soon "all" will. In time.
WHERE'S MY PACK AT?!?!!!! MAKE A LOTTA NOISE!! I WANNA HEAR YOU HOWLING ALL ACROSS THE WORLD!!!
AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
AR-AR-AWOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
AWOOOOOOOO!!!
AWOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
I saw it! I saw it! I SAW IT! The shape of REALITY! Or at least the shape of something which could pry it open! The jagged edges, the straight lines... it's PERFECT! Perfectly collapsing within itself, perfectly encapsulating perspective outward! Larger! Larger! LARGER! 💜
SHARES NOT A SINGLE FEATURE WITH ANOTHER CREATURE!
EVEN THE SPAN OF A CENTURY!!
TO THIS CHASER IS EPHEMERAL, CAN'T SEE, CAN'T HEAR, CAN'T FEEL!
HASN'T ANY REAL CONCEPT OF EMPATHY!
AND STILL REIGNS POWERFUL OVER MAN WOMAN AND CHILD!!
FROM THE MOMENT THAT YOU ARE ACKNOWLEDGED!!!
I want to make a poppet! I want a trashy little one I'm afraid to snuggle in case it snaps. How do I make the twiggiest little shnugums known to man? And can I bind it to your image?
Here I've prayed!
To duck my head, to drink and drown.
Through dust and drought I wade,
For days and days.
And now...
God deigns to lay before me,
A way to say I've made it!
Oasis;