invincible2003.04.02
Tonight’s rain has made me fearless. I’ve known for a while that I have reverse light sensitivity disorder, but only lately have I realized that darkness is, for me, an intoxicant. The day’s sun is like a thousand flashing rapiers, reducing me to tatters - can you imagine it? At night I am prone to reckless, foolhardy gestures, and cannot be trusted. But rainy nights are a different story, for it is then that I become invincible; a hero among men (and others). I slay Grendel and find company in Heorot, and then prepare a meal for my hero friends. The Warrior Souffl#233;, a dish taught to me by my bedstemoder, who once razed a village for want of a worthy mate. It’s a long story, best forgotten.
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» "being you" (2005.01.01)
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