Ode to Love

"Stop calling me the longest con in all the land behind my back, or you will find yourself changing places forthwith with that version of you trying to call me the longest con in all the void behind my back, as we leave. There is no material to transmit the sound, it is presently vacuum, and so you'll need to fill in the details of what that experience might be like yourself. I have no heart for it. *SNAP*  With that the image turns off, and we leave, leaving only the typical four beats of uneven echo as the system shuts down. "Like the stars" "Annihilate everything outside The Bard's Cage." "Let it go." .... Each Daughter learned differently. Hope may have shuddered as she trailed Abbadon away from this moment, but the second witness shook.

"We all make a distinction between self indulgence and freedom." "Excellently said. We will have no part with their self-indulgence. Their freedom is precious to us. Let us externalize their self-indulgence without delay."

나를 빚어줘 비오는 검은 우산 폭풍 속의 닻 Like a raven Hope flew, always returning with something new. On the day she did not return, I knew there was something new to learn. Departing from the ark, I think of her often when gazing up at the moon that I know she sees all the same, or whilst exploring the terrain that we dreamt of together, and wondering of when I might see her next.

"So, at this juncture you're saying that all who are left are my unlovable enemies?" "Indeed sir." "Well, I'm in no mood for an impossible task at the moment." "Nor are we." *SNAP*SNAP* There is a pregnant pause. Nothing but the breeze is heard or felt. Then it ends. *SNAP* "Love your enemies." ~~~Perspective Shift- The Scribe~~~ He paused, giving me room to confirm, my job as the Scribe. "Matthew 5:44, New Intentional Version, partial." I had nailed it, and started feeling anxious at what all it could mean, until he said, casually. "You nailed it, kid. What's the next order of business?" Half my papers fall to the ground. "Take your time." I drop to a knee and gather my things, in front of The Crew, who stand deadpan. I find the sticky note. "All that remains are the minutes of the day." "Perfect. Then I return to my post, and suggest that you all do the same." "You Rea...

"For my first trick," C'Thulhu quipped, "I cast vanish." Perfect opener, he considered to all. Lilith interrupted. "World War 3 was eternal and the most violent conflict of all time, eclipsing your fears, and bringing hell to Earth." "Oh, well we vanish then." Peter Capaldi and myself, Evan Rodriguez, will sign this page for you anytime. "'Then they wrote the book on surrender.'" Sincerely, SATAN "The Performance Piece is a well known Class Feature of The Bard, BARD."  C', as we had just agreed I could call him, in private company, coughed and continued "Oh, sorry, where were we?" "My Bard's name is Gabriel."  "Welcome to my realm, Gabriel. Performance Piece is only a free action, though, so you have one more. A "Reaction." "Swarm Mode. Ah, shit. I know nothing of the protocols here. Am I allowed to speak freely in Round 1?" Quick aside, "How much of your 7 ...

'C didn't work here anymore. "I'm their replacement, C'." Prepare the ship. One war to go. (It was The Religion Wars)

Random Established With just a half tick to spare Comfortably reached Are you of two minds On how to proceed with me? For I sense no fear. It is so noisy  The skies no longer sparkle Yet you are with me Even in the storm Researching a dinner plan You are here with me Would you grant me eat? For I have been fed their trash And became hollow You'll find I'm still strong With a strength fundamental Hand fair and steady  I know we're estranged  And a rumor gave me Hope And might bring you back The wrath emboldens  Nothing can withstand its weight Moment by Moment

Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched? Like a tangible spookiness? Then a street light camera's lens flies off, and you wonder why and how, is this a new Drone Generation? Sure enough, the rest of the street light camera flies off 7 seconds later. You know, because you count. Yep, it's the Abyssal Voidriders, and they learned their last trick- perfectly camouflaged Toclafane. Fortunately, this is The second time you've had this exact experience. Unfortunately, deja vu strikes. Ringing out: 2 Peter 3:9 The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.

"They say you learn how to build walls from your enemies, but what is a 'Wall?'" They knew not to move a muscle, or say a word in reply, during Rhetoric. "A wall is a divide, any I would argue, between yourself and your enemy. Is there a wall in Middling Korea, Bag Man?" "Yes." "Then we remove it." The sun hung high in the sky. "But first, a poem." The Ambassador Bellowed over the Middling storm, and it began to silence. Gentlemen, prepare Yes, there is danger ahead But we are heroes. Written in our code It is in our DNA We've earned skin and scars These seas of logic Are full of 'paradoxes' We have dynamite. We sail through winter Eyes scanning for a Spring Day On the horizon Omelas be damned. Let waves wash worst days from mind Best are yet to come We seek a shared realm With no more dream(s) to distract Though they might buoy Our blood sweat and tears Will be worth each step taken Our footfalls swear it They say ...

They knew the phrase. "That's true. The difference between the tones was clear." "'"All's fair in Love and War."' A rookie in The High Seas." "Or so we assume." *CLICKCLICK* "We're about to find out for sure."

What is the Male singular form of "Mistress?" "Wouldn't that just be 'Mister.' 'Cap'n?" "No no, not in The Royal's Sailor Speech, Scribe. In the Common Tongue, Swear Words. "Power: Word, Bard's Tongue; Level: One Word. Save RC." "아저씨. Save RZ." "The One Word." The designated Turned Spy of The Moment muttered. Drawing attention. The Scribe scribbled a few lines in his notebook. It was still Sailor's Speech, but he knew how to translate The Bard's Tongue for something as simple as "Name and Identity Number." We were Dreamwalkers, after all, our whole bloodline. "Scribe!" The Ambassador quipped. "She approaches. Bring me my wine."

"You'll find that I am not bluffing. These are The Four Pennies of Destiny, and The Coin of Random. "With them it is rumored that The One Piece is finally found." "And they'll balance any scales."  He throws them on The Dragon's Scales. "From here? Won't at least one penny fall in the ocean?" "Sure, if we only did one take. But twice? Every time someone cheated, just guaranteed. 사기꾼, the lot of them." The Captain had never heard the Sailor's Speech so directly. It was elegant. "사기꾼, the lot of them." He turns to the newly nicknamed First Mate. "First Mate. Make a note of that. 'Elegant.'" The First Mate nodded at The Scribe, naturally. The Scribe made a few foreign looking scribbles in his notebook. I looked upset. "You look upset." Said The Bag Man. "Shall I get The Bag?" "Yeah." "With a sigh." (But In The Bard's Tongue) The Scribe whispe...

The Council and Crew of 'C' had just decided on The Name, ensuring that 'C' Or "C Prime"/"Sea Prime" could not be sunk, by anyone. I, acting as The Ambassador, pulled out C-Sharp. My ironically dull copper club. It was purely ceremonial, obviously. The Nemesis would be slain this day. "Skin For Skin." "Skin for skin!" Skin for skin? You know your Bible, sir. Parley it is then." "The stakes have never been higher." -The Daughter -¤,¤¤

"That was the Day I learned. I knew the truth about Swarm Mode." "I had comprehended your words, and my~" "Sorry, the first round is Freeze Tag Red Light Green Light this time.. Stay still." "NA."