7/18/17
Loyalties and nightmares...
āAugust,ā I said, holding up the reversed Son of Pentacles, āI think you have a decision to make.ā He looked at me from the empty bunny cage. Iāve convinced him that there is no need to wear his jacket inside, so he wore only a black waistcoat with blue pinstripe plaid over his shirt and black slacks. He almost looked comfortable, except for the anguished look in his eyes.
āAnd what, pray tell, is that?ā I cleared my throat at his condescending tone.
āAre you loyal to Evelyn orā¦ā I couldnāt say what I wanted to say. āMe' would not pass my lips, so I muttered, āā¦or not?ā
He cocked his head at me, one eyebrow raised and that weird grin spreading across his face. He stood and walked over to me, leaning down to where I sat to look at me in the eye.
āAm I loyal to Evelyn orā¦. or not?ā He mimicked me, grin widening.
āYes,ā none of the other things I thought to say would come out. He leaned in closer, the scent of salt and seaweed swirling around me.
āI am loyal to Evelyn, Writer.ā
āI only wondered because of your nightmare. You said she runs from you.ā I mumbled quickly, turning back to my laptop. āI may have found a way for you to get to Hell.ā
When he didnāt answer, I turned around, but he was gone. I was suddenly glad to have found someone to take him to Evelyn. Glad my own waking nightmare would end soon.