I posted an rant for Katia, but in the wrong place! Here it is again, with some touch ups.
MANAGAN! Think straight, and rage! Yell every other word that it pleases you to express this, unsated, unexpressed against heart, made QUIET, by THOSE WORDS, meant to silence will, oh wrathful quiet smoldering be still with this yet unfulfilled, waiting for a step to stalk to pounce to feast. That rat of a nord goddess is a thief. That pile of rat’s hoard is forfeit. A ratking’s hoard never eaten, largess of generosity for a queen’s heart, this RAT of women! Oh, that rat of a nord goddess, feasting on the generosity of all she treats as animals, as blinkered prey. Thieves’ code for code’s thieves, and each little unknown theft lost to HER history. And you think you know very well in your bones that not a peck of talk will do.
Knowledge, cures, turning daggers, wrath. Antidotes, all round, just maybe. Just how might you away stalking in the night into her heart, with it out again. Recipes, recipes, a bender of a herb, a bit of ashes from a friend’s urn, and an old winter’s teeth. What was that? Is she a keeper in her own mind secrets, oh she is I think, so cluttered, every bit convenient, give her something to forget, and readiness sieze her in the moment of her terror. No. No, too fixings, maybe just a touch is needed. Oh righteous fury of this one deciding motion acting ruthless, doom this rat to a smoking hell, befret of all she stocks for rainy days.
Oh but will just a sneak about do? How flexible her might, how predicted, how crude, how…. labelled? convenient but scattered is she?… A distraction? A caught hanging, or a made use? ….
There’s probably actually a really really good reason for the locked door. How the crap is thi- If it’s- then m- No. No. That would be dumb. They’re only equally matched eternal nemeses in-
I wonder if -
The very ambitious fools would come back with more to give if they w- Would she gladly take more and put it to proof of docility? Risky to, maybe risky to come out with the look of I’m not fooled any longer, but I don’t seem to mind yet. How would she expect of it?
Good reasons to hate potions after all? What’s our doctor’s thoughts?
Did she really say the somethingest something for all those nice things she was?