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I can see the path so clearly, why is it no one will follow me? I only want to help, if they'll only let me. I may have been born of the Eagle, but that doesnt make me less real. It will destroy everything, which includes me if we let it. We have to stop squabbleing and fix this. |
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I'm stuck in Kronos, I am unamused. I am even less happy that I am here with her. My sister Annalee, ahh if I had killed her when I first met her, most of this wouldn't be happening. I blame her for everything. |
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It seems that the enemy has already accomplished that which I attempted to accomplish. It is both encouraging and discouraging at the same time to know that we think alike. Maybe there is more of a mental connection then I like to admit. Now I must out think myself. How strange. |
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I don't know if he tries his best and continuously fails or if he just isn't giving it his all. He was the Sheriff of Amber and the city was overrun. I stood with my sister against the throne, he refused to pick sides and claimed only to want whats best for the city. The city was decimated and he couldn't stop it. Oberon let him keep his position out of the kindness of his heart and James repayed him by allowing the Courts of Chaos enter and dethrone the High king. Now I've heard that he has even lost his body. That boy makes me wonder. |
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I've been thinking, considering that there isn't really anything else I can do. It seems that as much as I see Trump as the truth perhaps I have been to focused to see the power elsewhere. I don't know that Trump has an answer for me, maybe it's time to turn to back to the Pattern, perhaps my answers are there. |
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I don't have a body....my body, it's gone....I don't understand. I've borrowed a zombie so that I can use its body to make a new body. I'm not sure how well it's going to work. It should work, I mean it will be me, but it won't be me....It will be trump, which will make it indestructible which is cool but, I'm not sure that it will allow my psyche to merge with it. This is going to be difficult. |
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I met a man named Lucky. He said that they knew me, he said that he was a representative of the Eagle. THE EAGLE! He offered to teach me more of the path of Trump. This is what I've been waiting for. What I've always been waiting for. My life is now worth while. I have succeeded. |
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It seems that there is so much left to learn. Even my mother knows not what in the name of the pattern those things were. They were real, well they were super real, which means that they weren't the same as the original. They had his body, that's for sure, we're not sure if they had his mind. I tend to think not but I don't know. They're beyond what I know. Hell, they're beyond what I can conceive of, and that's not good, not good at all. I need to know more. I need to know what I need to know about. |
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I have a sister. What?! How did that, when did that? Oh well, I suppose I should be surprised, my mother is the keeper of secrets after all. Hmm, Maybe that was her. He said it wasn't him, so I guess it could have been her. He could have done it without knowing. I still think it was him. A sister. What was he going to do with a sister. He could teach her but then she'd know the same things that he did and he didn't like that. Maybe he would encourage her but not teach her. Everyone had their secrets, and he needed his. When did that happen, when did she get to the pattern. It was all so strange. And the castle in the sky, maybe it would be fruitful. So much to think about, so much to do, it was going to be a strange dark future. "And your glass is empty too" Asshole |
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