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primal instincts
primal instincts
a leather bound book clasped closed with a silver clasp. There are some obvious pits and blood mark the cover
.: About Me :.
Age: 24
Location: Dundee
.: Quote :.
And as he spoke of understanding, I looked in to his eyes and saw a rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.
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Friday, 26 December 2014
Been wanderin about the lands...Met some pretty interestin people recently. Guess not everyone here is a bumbling lump of meat. One of whom stands out to me. His gaze makes me feel a bit insecure, as if he can see in to my very soul. Seems like even if I try not to, I find myself hoping to catch him awake. No matter how much I want to continue on he is right. It does get lonely, but friends are for the weak of mind...right? They use you up and throw you away.

Typical...I just want to be left alone, yet at the same time I want him near. Damnable thing called emotions..Its like we clicked instantly. Strange feelings are eating away at me..Mainly my lack of understanding..I hate not understanding things. I hate people touching me and trying to help...I don't need help. I am very self sufficient. Ive done it on my own for so long I really don't know how to accept the help.

I want to succeed with out the blessings or enchantments. I like the dark, its peaceful there. I feel more at ease, and have already had an offer for sponsorship, yet I'm not sure how to respond to his offer. So i left him with a less than fresh zombie head plopped right in to his lap. Worm out the ear and all. Funny thing is, he didn't seem to mind...

Is he crazy too? Thats the only logical thing I can think of. I don't usually speak to anyone and honestly I am not sure why I am allowing my words to flow freely with certain people. I have already proved a point for not wanting help that I have gathered. People usually leave me to my peace. I didn't meet him until last eve, Zeric the God, gave me a gift...I still don't know how I managed to squeeze the contents of the box on to my wrist though. Took a lot of growling and gnawing before it got on there, not it just feels like a form of entrapment.

I prefer my hunting. Ah well i will ignore it while I train, I suppose I like the way it sparkles in the rifter's light. I find myself looking around hoping that everything gets better and people will still leave me alone as i grow stronger. I don't feel I will ever be ready to mentor anyone and certainly doubt I will be much of an influence on anyone. Not that I give a rats behind, I guess there are a mix of emotions most of which I really don't care if I feel again or not. I don't like the way they make me feel, I am just...Different...And I don't want people around me that will force their friendship on me or make me feel like I have to do something...

I wont..

I really wont! Don't assume you are a friend just because I am kind...sometimes...When the mood strikes...I really don't care how I make you feel or...How you think I feel...I feel...Like me...
Rhileigh posted @ 18:43 - Link - comments