SALAMANDER AND SYLPH
The keeper of words calls me the viper. I could lie, i could dream, but i know it to be true. I live to hurt the sylphs. I live to break them. I live to make them feel as i feel. I can deceive you into thinking that i am unaware, but i can look at the past and recite the history by heart. I thought i found the end with the first salamander, but how close can one get to fire? All i ever did was cover you in the number nineteen and watch you burn violet, turning explosive and unstable. You smolder so quickly. Third degree beneath.
I can't even spark the new one. All my words are swallowed up in a vacuum, in space with no sound. Mixing up Phosphoros with Pyripnon. Words like smoke, with no source of flame. You humo(u)r me, living in a sea of bile. One can never be allowed to love the salamader, for sulfur ignites my eyes.
To come in the summer, to lie to the south.
Why do you allow this?
The scars are so fine, the scorch leaves me clean.
You forfeit poisons for fire that is cold.
We wait for fusions in the ice, some things are worth waiting for. I'll throw my heart on the forge.
That pain meant that you were being fixed. You fought, but salamanders will fix you and break you.
I'm not listening.
Fool.
-Q!
The keeper of words calls me the viper. I could lie, i could dream, but i know it to be true. I live to hurt the sylphs. I live to break them. I live to make them feel as i feel. I can deceive you into thinking that i am unaware, but i can look at the past and recite the history by heart. I thought i found the end with the first salamander, but how close can one get to fire? All i ever did was cover you in the number nineteen and watch you burn violet, turning explosive and unstable. You smolder so quickly. Third degree beneath.
I can't even spark the new one. All my words are swallowed up in a vacuum, in space with no sound. Mixing up Phosphoros with Pyripnon. Words like smoke, with no source of flame. You humo(u)r me, living in a sea of bile. One can never be allowed to love the salamader, for sulfur ignites my eyes.
To come in the summer, to lie to the south.
Why do you allow this?
The scars are so fine, the scorch leaves me clean.
You forfeit poisons for fire that is cold.
We wait for fusions in the ice, some things are worth waiting for. I'll throw my heart on the forge.
That pain meant that you were being fixed. You fought, but salamanders will fix you and break you.
I'm not listening.
Fool.
-Q!
sydfloyd:
Very nicely said.