to: everyone

[restingstitchface]

Everyone. There has been nothing convenient about entertaining a few of our divine friends these past months. At this point, I believe some of them meddle in our lives on purpose. But you know how these beings are. Loving, violent and above all selfish. But their conduct should never be mistaken as good or bad.

Do you want the opinion of a professional? It’s human.

Of course, when I examine our delusions about being divine, and remember my mortal origins, it motivates me to question where they come from.

Were they once human like us?

In any case, I would like to remind you that your memories will take you by surprise. Not today. Nor tomorrow. But someday you will recall more about who you were, and perhaps find you cannot stand it. And whether that happens today or tomorrow, take a seat and have a drink, and try not to take yourself too seriously.

Comments

[nomnoms]

[ Nanaue nods absently to the question, busy now with building a sandcastle next to the 'lake'. ]

GOOD WRITE NOW!

[ And read!

Well, he writes and reads much better than when he first got here, at least. He used to pretend to be highly literate, now he doesn't seem to bother with his original lies. He pats at the mound of sand he's gathering. ]

NEW BOOK?

[ Is Crane writing anything new? Nanaue likes to support his friend's works... ]

[restingstitchface]

Well, I have one on the way. Not that I expect to finish it soon.

[Work keeps him busy: all forms of it in all manner of ways. But the question earns a smile, regardless of outcome. For the acknowledgement of his intelligence is one reward. Being accepted as a bookish sort and not persecuted is another.]

Keep it to yourself, mind. A secret between friends?

[nomnoms]

[ Nanaue seems VERY interested to hear about Crane's book, nodding enthusiastically and promising in a whisper: ]

FRIEND SECRET...

[ He won't tell anyone!

Except Baby. ]

[restingstitchface]

[The beast is sentient but lacks the intelligence to convincingly lie. He has observed his attempts to appear literate and appreciates his unwillingness to compromise. He lacks the need for a persona. That is one thing of which he is envious.

Because why can he not experience the same freedom?]

Well, I already know what makes people scared. Why not share that knowledge and advise people how to keep safe?

[By acknowledging their fear and embracing it: all within a book for local people about why they fear the summoned and why they should heed their instincts.]

Because as you know for yourself, there is nothing more important than listening to one's gut.

[Their mind in other words.]

[nomnoms]

[ He nods, patting his belly, which gurgles even here. ]

GUUUUT.

[ He gets it, bro.

But also, he gives Crane another curious look - ]

YOU BOOK... KEEP SAFE FROM SCARE? [ That sounds like what he was saying. ]

[restingstitchface]

[Crane regards Nanaue with a curious eye.]

Well, some never know when to feel scared, do they? Or whether they should. I like to think I will be helping them along.

[Now his gaze becomes conspiratorial. One joke between two freaks.

Scared. Ha ha ha. Pffft.]