

(I have already started writing a different version of)
a story in which a man becomes a god, and is silenced by his understanding, who does nothing in his capability, because he already knows what will happen, told through the understanding of a life-time friend.
“I would not grant you my power, because I would not strip life from a dear friend. I am no longer alive, I am everything; though, by my loyalty to you, I shall remain in the image you know me best as, and perish in that image as you should expect.”
(I will create/I will think about creating/ I will not remember/ I will sense/ I will one day hear)
a story where one brother’s displeasure rises from his other’s and in turn creates a feud between the two which evolves into a solidification of the two ideas in the most extreme of terms; two thoughts with the same root, growing in different directions, bound to split and mark one as the head and the other one dead: a tragedy between just good and reasoned evil, with scarcely more than displeasure and dissatisfaction in the end.
Like these keys have the power to shape the world, I stare at them beneath my fingers. Every word carries a new meaning than the last, again and again.
A great wizard has overpowered me, he cast a spell and shot it into my chest. It feels like my heart is turning into stone again. It’s happened before; I was strong then. But my smile never bared teeth, nor did my scowl. I withdrew, like a turtle. I was invincible then.
Did I mention? My liver is solid as steel. That never changed.
And then, as if the world changed, nothing happened.

Ah, I remember that story! This really brings me back …
melodramatic-apathy asked: Lol, the "You've got to be kidding me" is a link to a stupid thing
Thank you for pointing that out! You’re absolutely right, that is ridiculous.
andsometimeswhy asked: I think I somehow unfollowed you. I don't remember how but it certainly wasn't on purpose. My bad.
NEVER UNFOLLOW ME.
- AGAIN. (By the way thanks for the message, that was kind of you [and the reblog])