I, to whom nature had denied the impromptu faculty; who, in public, was by nature a cypher; whose time of mental activity, even when alone, was not under the meridian sun; who needed the fresh silence of morning, or the recluse peace of evening, to win from the Creative Impulse one evidence of his presence, one proof of his force; I, with whom that Impulse was the most intractable, the most capricious, the most maddening of masters (him before me always excepted)--a deity, which sometimes, under circumstances apparently propitious, would not speak when questioned, would not hear when appealed to, would not, when sought, be found; but would stand, all cold, all indurated, all granite, a dark Baal with carven lips and blank eye-balls, and breast like the stone face of a tomb; and again, suddenly, at some turn, some sound, some long-trembling sob of the wind, at some rushing past of an unseen stream of electricity, the irrational demon would wake unsolicited, would stir strangely alive, would rush from its pedestral like a perturbed Dagon, calling to its votary for a sacrifice, whatever the hour--to its victim for some blood or some breath, whatever the circumstance or scene--rousing its priest, treacherously promising vaticanation, perhaps filling its temple with a strange hum of oracles, but sure to give half the significance to fateful winds, and grudging to the desperate listener even a miserable remnant--yielding it sordidly, as though each word had been a drop of the deathless ichor of its own dark veins.
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Is anyone free to babysit this Friday? Hereâs my preferences, in order:
Jade, obviously.
Sollux. I really admire the work youâve done with Lilithâs hand-eye coordination - at this rate sheâll be able to pay off her student loans through competitive play.
Roxy. (The only reason youâre not higher up is because I canât take the remote risk that your cool aunt routine will get more popular than my cool mom routine.)
Nepeta. We love a cat or two!
Dave. If you buy her another baby moped or take her to get candy in bulk from Costco again youâll perish in three to five business days.
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Isnât it funny how everyone is like background characters in other peopleâs stories. Except me of course because Iâm sexy and important. But like, all of you guys
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