Curses! How could I be so blind?
A new, exciting route of destruction has been unveiled to my ignorant eyes. One of sure prosperity in the condemnation of my subject. As many mortals do, my subject often looks to the future; to a plateau of spiritual contentment with the Enemy. He thinks of the here and now as a dreadful storm before the calm. Some thought-infiltration later (a very handy method with this disgusting human), and he's delightfully discouraged again. "You're working towards nothing," I whisper meticulously. "It's all a rat race, it'll never get any easier."
Quickly, however, my success was foiled, as the subject immediately when into converse with the Enemy. My ears burning and anger flaring, I was cast away by The Almighty One. My seeds, however, still remain.
The paradox that concerns me is this: If my efforts to thwart the peace of my human's mind only results in his clinging to the Enemy, what good am I? Truly this will be a battle. Continued study of his weaknesses is required.
-Scourge
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2 comments:
It would seem that you are possibly ready to rewrite the classic in a new modern version. Maybe book #2, "The Scourge Wire Letters".
I see that you successfully (and probably happily) deleted your myspace, so I'll take the time on here to say 'hi!' to you as well! Lol, I missed your IM. And that I love your modern-ized writing that mirrors C.S. Lewis'!
Hope you had an amazing day today!
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