Post-haste to Glenn Burnie
Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2019 5:08 am
The Letter would arrive via Benedict. There would be a Request made of the garrulous raven; and there is no signature, no identification. There is a far and distant familiarity in the careful, blocky words, the splotches and messes.
Glenn Burnie,
I am told that you are planning to return to Myrken Wood.
I am told that you are on your way at this time.
I am told that you are Needed for something Very Important.
I have been asked to not Kill You.
I feel like this will be a Very Difficult Thing to accomplish. The longer I wait for it, the more time I have to think. I find that the longer I think, the angrier I get.
I become angry very easily these days.
The anger does not pass as easily as it used to. Once it filled me quickly, like a wind. It cast me like a leaf along the ground. When I grew too heavy, then the wind would pass and I would lay upon the ground.
I would lie Very Still, as She told me.
You have a lot of words, Glenn Burnie. Do you have any words for this? Would you have any words at all to stem this anger that I feel?"