~When the Colors Got Brighter::.
Oct 11, 2010 22:27:31 GMT -5
Post by [Ree]craft on Oct 11, 2010 22:27:31 GMT -5
Ember Milan
Lemon tree very pretty
And the lemon flower is sweet
But the fruit of the poor lemon
Is impossible to eat.
The effects of the seeds had slowly gone away. Thankfully. I found it hard to look at Luyu and not feel some sort of strange emotion: Pity, curiosity, anger. I wouldn't be able to decipher which emotions on one of my good days. As it is, this day may enter the category of worst days. I have to keep reminding myself, though, that there are probably more horrid days ahead.
What has been bugging me though is this irrepressible itch to have more of the seeds. I know Luyu has some of them, and I know that the question for them is at the tip of my tongue. Something about those infrared colors attracts me today, and I really want them again. But I keep myself from asking, because I know I will probably regret the choice.
I grip my new spear tightly in my hand. This spear. It used to be Mercury's. Just the thought makes me want to drop the weapon. That combined with the thought that I will be killing with this tool, makes me want to burn it. Just like Luyu.
I find myself edging away from Luyu. She's crazy. Completely crazy, and she must realize it. I don't wanted to be tainted by crazines. I will not be called insane, and I don't believe I've lost my marbles. I will not believe I have gone out of my mind. I wouldn't be able to stand the fact that I am gone from the sane world. I think if I knew I was crazy, I would commit suicide. Life's bade enough as it is.
But I don't want to think about suicide. It will make me sick.
The point of a knife lurking every more at the edge of my memory. Torturing me, holding me in horrid suspense, as if my little sister had taken the seventh harry potter book away right when I reached the climax.
However, today, I keep myself as calm as I can. I think practically and separate myself from my emotions. For everyone, the audience, the capitol, Joshua, even me, I will keep myself calm today.
The golden cornucopia stands further down, upon a hill. I see lemon juice sprayed around the ground. I guess the old dead tributes bled lemons onto the ground. I won't look down then. Anything to keep me in the present world.
"We should shelter in the cornucopia maybe?" I say tentatively to Joshua and Luyu.