[ Respond | Andarin: The Mountains ]
Posted by Orestes on January 31, 2009, 2:22 am, in reply to "a victim of happenstance"
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Well that’s different.
She is a jenga tower, Magdelena the girl who pulls the wrong piece out at the wrong time. It’s not because she is stupid, Orestes thinks, but it’s because she wants to watch the tower fall. There’s no reason to be mean to Dauphine at all, but sometimes that’s okay even if we are.
Sometimes that’s who we have to be to set us apart from the rest of the world.
That is why God made lesser creatures.
If there even is a God, this creature surely defies all the theological bullshit you hear about these days. Eat gum, get cancer, die, resurrect, become a plaything at the expense of your own free will, rinse, repeat.
Always.
Orestes is slow to look back at Magdelena, a girl with opium eyes and Rastafarian hair who smells like the middle-east. Strange. You don’t find these kinds of girls in Legend, the kind of girl who will strike the kitten in the face with a hammer because she’s high; because there’s some strange and sexual satisfaction in it; because it’s her chance to get away with murder.
Or that might just be a fantasy of his—
He’s always been a strange one.
We aren’t out to prove that though – it is as it is.
“If you kick her harder next time, she might scream for you.” He says, watching Magdelena watch Dauphine watch him. The deer mewls pitifully, the bones of her body piecing themselves together. “Her will to survive amuses me.” He invites Magdelena into a conversation so many others refuse to have.
Why? He doesn’t know.
“Especially because she knows it will never be any different.” And he pushes Dauphine back down, breaks her apart again – he’s a kid out destroying his little sister’s sand castles.
Only, he’s the youngest child of them all and meaner than any of them combined.
Again, we’re not out to prove a point here.
He steals a leg and throws it to the side and goes back to watching her intently. Again, Dauphine rises, bones pulling themselves together and muscle and wet fur wrapping itself around each to create makeshift joints, there isn’t much left of Dauphine but she tries- she tries.
She falls. Over and over and over again. It is only then that Orestes gives back the bone to help her stand, only after he has made his point.
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