Learning About My Characters: Reigh

a letter to taurus

You leave a pollen trail of petals and wind chimes, and you build sanctuaries for me to crawl into and wrap my legs around your vines, you make me feel so safe. And yet, you feel so unsteady yourself, like you are always looking for a cradle of security, worried that the world will be pulled from below you feet and you will be left holding nothing and no one. It’s always everybody else’s hearts you want to stitch together and repair. And you forever try to stay still and placid, as if you are so resilient you cannot be moved. This is true, but I can also sense your fear, and your worries, and that if you move you think you will crumble, or break everyone around you. I know every pain in your life has cut a deep wound in your body and you are forced to rewatch the memories… everything is not so analgesic as it seems You seem so serene that even your silences make music.

cherry

“In the end, we’ll all become stories.”

— Margaret Atwood (via paperlover)

According to psychological facts, the inability to fall asleep at night means you’re awake in someone’s dream.

Oh, there you are. Were you calling me? Sorry, I was looking for my-

Hey! You found it! I was wondering where that notebook ran off too! I was afraid I’d have to start all over again. It would have been annoying rewriting six pages worth of plot. You know how I am. I end up going in an entirely different direction with one, still like the other, and then I can’t decide which direction to keep. You ever wonder why stories can’t just have dozens of different endings, and different paths to take based on the choice you make? Well, you’re right, there were those old choose your own ending books, but that wasn’t exactly what I meant. They were fun though!

Why are you frowning? Huh? Oh. You read that passage, huh? I…didn’t think you were going to flip through it. I didn’t think you cared that much. Please don’t look at me that way. I don’t mean to be, well, mean. You just never ask about any of my writing. And, well, I tend to write what I know. Granted, it’s all twisted and deformed, so people don’t usually draw the connections…wait. So how did you?

What are you smiling for? He does that, my character. He grins just like that, slightly raised brow and everything. Are you…are you doing that on purpose? What did you just say? That was his speech! My character said that in his moment of vulnerability! It was my favorite scene. But…that wasn’t in those four pages.

Hey, what are you hiding behind your back? Those pages, what are they? Don’t try and hide them. Hey, I see writing! Did you write that? Let me see…it’s a story! With my characters…and some different ones. Hm? You want to know how it can all fit together? Your stuff and mine? I get it. You want to co-write something.

Take a seat, I’ll make some tea. What was that? You don’t know what you’re doing? You don’t think you’re any good? You don’t think it should ever see the light of day? Ha! Nonsense. Go on, make yourself comfortable. There’s a lot you’ve got to learn. The first thing is, there isn’t any story that isn’t worth writing down.

Small Prologue

Show a thief a safe, and he will undoubtedly come back and take it for his own. He will not lie to you. He will always be bluntly obvious about his deceptions. You will know, one way or another, that once he is done with you, you will have your pockets cleared of anything valuable they once possessed. But you will have expected that of him.  Show an officer of the law that same safe, and you take a chance on whether or not you will ever see it again. He might tell you he will guard it with his life, but no one can really trust the spoken word anymore. For while he is assuring you he will never let another man touch it, he is holding the key behind his back. This you are surprised by.  Which do you find more wicked? The conman who told you that you were going to be deceived? Or the lawman that fooled you into thinking you were safe for harm? True, there is always an exception to the rules. There can be a bad criminal and there can be a decent officer. Just remember that there can also be an opposite to this exception. How many times have you heard stories of a crooked cop, or tales of a heroic villain?  A twisted world it will be when those rules mentioned above are applied. Yet in today’s world in today’s society, such rules can apply almost instantly without any kind of hesitation. Take a look around. Decide for yourself.  Which category do you fit in? Which world is yours? Is it a law-abiding universe? Or is it a thief’s world?

((Would really like some feedback if anyone has the time. Thanks for taking a look.))

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