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The Writing on the Wall CH30With the spider gone, and the Hollow Man standing before me, I could see the difference between the two. The spider had been like a pet, almost. It had held parts of me in it. What the general had said shuddered through me, even as I backed away, scooting on my rear into a corner between two humming machines.

The Hollow Man did not harbour gratitude as the spider might have. Where the spider had hoped, and had some sort of... at least an illusion of fellow feeling, Hollow Man had nothing. His name had been given by an astute person.

Howling in a dry, cracked voice like icy smoke eking out of a frozen pipe, he advanced upon me. Each st

The Writing on the Wall CH29Heading out into that hallway again, without the cloak of borrowed darkness, was like walking naked into a rosebush. Fortunately, I wasn't in the lead. Kosmo took point, so to speak, and I had to deal with sharing a sort of place in line with Chrysander. He had latched onto me again, in a way that I was almost becoming accustomed to. Demetrius was last, taking up the rear with a sullen, but dutiful air.

They were all so much like soldiers that I found myself thinking of the general. The spider skittered about as if thinking about the man was like bringing up his name in front of an enemy. It felt so loud that I actually held a hand ove

The Writing on the Wall CH28What was not complicated, however, was knowing what I had to do. It was not going to be easy to accomplish, but I didn't have any trouble deciding what it was. In the vaguest form, anyway.

I pushed myself off of the table and brushed myself off, affecting far more composure and dignity than I actually felt. "Thank you," I said, unsure of what else I could say to Kosmo. He had known my father. I barely knew my father, but it sounded right, the way Kosmo had complained about him. Or maybe it didn't and he was just concocting some wicked ruse.

At that moment in time, hardly seemed to matter. He did not appear to hear me in any case. He

The Writing on the Wall CH27The woman flapped out the collar of her white coat, as if coming so close to me gave her chills. "Very well. I was to inform you of such things in any case, Miss Idony." The way she pronounced my name made it sound like a curse. She turned, made a motion to Kosmo, and then turned back.

There was a crack of paper and suddenly I was no longer holding it. My bluff would not have gone well, it seemed. I pretended that whatever it was he had done, it was beneath my notice.

"As you can see, we have been working on a rather ambitious project," the woman said. She brushed past me, her collar still turned up, and I could see a name tag bearin

The Writing on the Wall CH26Call me sheltered, and I would hardly argue, but I knew a city when I saw one. "We're in the middle of the countryside!"

Chrysander, his mind still no doubt standing by the bloody linden tree, twisted to press his face against the window. He muttered a half-finished oath under his breath. "We are. I-I think."

"That can't be right." General Thornbehr leaned against the dashboard, squinting at the windscreen. That particular view was one with a city, albeit a blurred one. I could even make out the castle. "Don't be foolish."

"I'm not, look out the side windows."

"You're acting strange, even for you," Demetrius said, leaning against

The Writing on the Wall CH25Returning to the suite of rooms first loaned to me when I had been made a reluctant guest of the Trevino mansion had something of the sense of a homecoming. The wardrobe and vanity saw about as much use in this second visit. I dressed quickly and then looked around the room. Perhaps I would have liked it better if Noni had been there with me. But she had her own place in that enormous house.

We weren't to stay long in any case.

I saw on the edge of the bed and lifted up the shirt to check on my wounds. "You've seen near as much attention as I have," I said to them. They looked rather worse than I did, but I could still see that in spi

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My imagination follows me around like a crazed stalker humming Jonathan Coulton songs.

I love this hat. :3

~dither Dec 15, 2010

So glad I stumbled upon this randomly. Favorite. Favoriter. Favoritest. Favoritervorst.

*Hagge Aug 6, 2010 Professional General Artist

I like.

My imagination and I get into arguments, and the sound track skips around a lot.

~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 6, 2010

Thank you. :3

Mine has a peculiar idea of time and place. After this I had to draw the kid in the mask more, too.

*Hagge Aug 7, 2010 Professional General Artist

I'll admit, myn'es the loudest just before I wake up completely.

Some characters like to hang around for a bit, don't they?

~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 7, 2010

Mine shouts EXTERMINATE just to scare the crap out of me. It always seems to happen at two in the morning.

This one seems happy to just get another couple doodles and ride in the back of my head.

*Hagge Aug 8, 2010 Professional General Artist

I sometimes get inane comments that make no sense. At least in this life.

Woah, that would bother me.
Used to be 3:30 for me, but now it's dropped back an hour....go figure.

You ever tell 'em to get lost?

~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 8, 2010

XD I get those from certain of my friends (whom I shall not name).

Stupidest way to wake up ever. Plum terrified and then laughing at myself in a scolding fashion.

Maybe it's a DST style o' thing.

After entertaining 'em for a while, sometimes.

*Hagge Aug 10, 2010 Professional General Artist

Well...they CAN be fun, sometimes...

I hate the "old hag" syndrome.

That and hypnagogic incidents (hypnogogic, hypnopompic, I get those two mixed up.)

I dunno. But for a long time, I kept waking up at 3:30 in the morning. Annoying.

You're too nice.

~Kid-Apocalypse Aug 10, 2010

Or just plain annoying.

It depends on one's mood and the context.

Those are gorgeous words though.

Could you get right back to sleep, or was that basically wake-up call for the day?

I'm just a pushover.

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