Desreal: and to the sociopath kitty, Kurai; --

horse stock by colourize @ deviantArt ; photomanipulation by Lore

“ Death is the only god that comes when you call. ”
- Roger Zelazny

Kurai?

Here’s here. I can feel it; the lightning, brushing against the inherent water in me, teasing it – me. But he’s familiar, almost welcome, even when I can’t see him.

Good; I want him here.

Here, kitty, kitty, nightmare, the wind teases, flirting with his wings, wherever he is; wings are a constant in my family, from my sisters (adopted and not) to daddy dearest. I wonder if I, too, will win a pair – harness the winds in a more literal way than usual. Mm, would be interesting, wouldn’t it? Mommy wants to talk to you, darling dragon-nightmare… oh, now you’re just stretching the limits.

I know you don’t like the Sap all that much, nor her faithful little husband, I don’t mention that I’ve nothing against Alshain; why should I? He’s a non-issue to me. I would like to have him, yes, but otherwise I don’t care for what he does or doesn’t. The Sap, however, messed where she shouldn’t; nobody gets my puppies from under my care like this. No one.

And of course that’s hypocritical of me considering I rape her kingdom often enough (can’t rape the willing, though) but then, I never claimed not to be a hypocrite, now have I?

There mere thought of them together, however, makes my nose wrinkle a bit in instinctive horror.

Cooties, you see.

Here, Kushikushikurai, they positively purr this time. I need your awesome Goldness. It involves undermining the Sap – you game?

Wee, plotting. I like.

FENRISULFR
an axe age, a sword age, shields will be cloven;
a wind age, a wolf age, ere the world sinks.