Ani Was Writing

      Well, it's time.     I'm staring at my notebook, ready to see what fresh batch of story I can spin.     But now, there is more to deal with.      "Are you sure you are ready to take another crack at my origins again, Sanctus Scriptor?" Amethyst asks.      I pause and stare at her. She has been through a lot since she erupted into my world as I started my university experience. It took a long time for me to realize that her role was so crucial to my future spiritual journey. I know I haven't delved into all of her ability and her character, but I hope to explore it more as the month goes on.      "Yes." I answer, "Yes, I am."

      The screams cascade over me. The prey suffers; I delight in it.      This particular prey is horrified. This isn't there first time here; it's just there first time on this side of the hunt. I scan the maze again and see the flowing outline of their cowering form. This makes me feel even more manic than I already am. I slither my way toward him and hear his screams caress my ears. It isn't long before he sees me. "Who are-?" I throw a dagger straight into his left thigh. Through his agony, I can hear the metal tear through flesh and graze bone. "Wai, this dagger. Have you been the one hunting in me this-?"     "In this Oblivion?" I chuckle. He nods frantically. "Yes. You are correct. I have been."     "Why?" He screams.     I grin at his frantic state. "You hurt someone I care deeply about. One who gave me a reason to stay alive beyond my mortal coil."     "Who could I have hurt-?" I throw another d...

      Being at a party when you've been all alone at home most of the day is weird to me. What I thought would be a pleasant, wonderful day now becomes a meh day because of one unexpected outing. I need to figure out why I feel like this. I thought it was past this situation.  ~     I tried to continue this thought, but then something unexpected happened. Something important.      I will share it another time. But right now, I need to figure out what to do with this new revelation I've gotten.      On a sidenote, I hope that you all are doing well. November is fast approaching, and with that, the start of a new Writing Month! I can't wait to start the last 2022 project up. In the meantime... I have a lot of editing to do...

 There is a lot to do.  I have a bit of a schedule to maintain for my new revolution around the sun. A lot of me just wants to die and disappear like it does after my birthday. But a new spark has come; one of a drive to get things done and resolved. One that needs to complete everything I have. One that needs to heal my mental and emotional wounds. One that wants to right all the wrongs I've done to myself. It is time; that's all this new spark says.  I guess it's time to follow it and see where it takes me.

      The pain is a lot to bear.      Arthur comes into my room to see me crumpled on the floor, my phone dashed on the other side. He rushes to get me to sit up. "Ani. Ani! Look at me. What-?" Before he can ask the rest of his question, he sees the red in my eyes, the darkness of my tears, and the scratches against the sides of my neck. "What happened?"     "He said he would come, didn't he?" I whisper, "He said he couldn't wait."     "Who-?"     "Your fucking Otito!" I scream, throwing a frenzied hand gesture to my phone. My heart shatters again as I think about my pain again. Arthur goes to my phone and unlocks it. The messages pop up instantly from his Otito, D.I.A. Arthur scrolls to see the last messages from him: [Oh. Sweet. My office. Drop it off at my office for sure. Can't wait!!! Thank you sooooo much, Ani!] He scrolls down more to see my last message and reads it. I can feel Arthur's rage and curl up...