Three Days of Personal Histories
Sunday - Ace has an immense fear of mirrors. There was an incident in our latest childhood where he walked in front of s mirror and was given a prophecy from the other side. He was also attacked by a creature that our mother had trapped in it long ago.
His childhood was fairly stressful. Our father was killed as a sacrifice during the month of December, when Allen was first sighted rampaging. Our mother always favored me and often ignored Ace's very existence. He was bullied a lot up until high school, when he finally stood up for himself and made our mother face his existence. We were both kicked out of the house and went to live with Allen.
The Mirror Incident lead to him gaining an intense knowledge of the concept of self. He's been known to give monthly advice in front of Jo's place.
He has been known to fall in love with writers. We all know who this is. Steve, he loves you. Calm your ass down and let him compliment you!
Monday - The history of Phoenix, myself, is very similar to that of Ace. My fears lie in the dark. The unknown. Of the past I cannot see, of the future.
Tuesday - Today we will talk about Allen Marsh. Not much is remembered about him. We don't know what he fears. We don't know if he is even capable if fearing.
Not much is known about him, but the memories he shared were rather unpleasant. I will attempt to explain them anyway. He was blind before his incident and had wandered into the dense forest of the Edge. He remembers he felt a lot of pain and he woke up to blood all over downtown. From the scattered knowledge of witnesses who somehow remember who he was before the incident claim that he did not always have that stretched, cartoonish, cat-like mouth or gaping white circles in the place of eyes. Someone also mentioned that he did not go into such harmful frenzies during the winter, and did not make it a habit of eating people.
As far as we know, he has always had an extensive knowledge of things that are impossible. He calls them improbable.
Today is Friday. I took my break from Wednesday through Thursday, so I slept through any possible news for those days. Oh well. Michael sang me a set if songs that took three hours to perform. How annoyingly sweet. I hope the boy finds love of some sort.
Next time we do Three Days of Personal History, we will focus on Steve Blu, Kelly Martin, and Ele Swan.
Yours until history consumes me,
Phoenix.