Elf

[ubermensching]

[There’s a small sipping sound over the phone, and he clears his throat before beginning to recite.]

It was far in the sameness of the wood;
I was running with joy on the Demon’s trail,
Though I knew what I hunted was no true god.
It was just as the light was beginning to fail
That I suddenly heard—all I needed to hear:
It has lasted me many and many a year.

The sound was behind me instead of before,
A sleepy sound, but mocking half,
As of one who utterly couldn’t care.
The Demon arose from his wallow to laugh,
Brushing the dirt from his eye as he went;
And well I knew what the Demon meant.

I shall not forget how his laugh rang out.
I felt as a fool to have been so caught,
And checked my steps to make pretence
It was something among the leaves I sought
(Though doubtful whether he stayed to see).
Thereafter I sat me against a tree.


[A pause then. When Wilhelm speaks again, there’s a small slur to his voice.]

Very often, we seem to lose sight of what we had been running after, had been trying to attain. And once we lose sight of it, we no longer control it to any degree, and it overtakes us. What we had thought we had been chasing turns false, even if we had known it to be false before.

How many here have chased their own “Demons”, attempted to catch their own goals, only to find that the goal had already been passed and lost, and taken a life of its own? A traitorous goal, that was no longer what you had wished it, but something else dressed in the cloth of that desire?

How many of you escaped, and how many overcome?

[Hey, members of Xenohaus. Feel free to see Wilhelm slightly slumping in his chair as he speaks on the phone, and a glass of wine and near empty bottle of it beside him.

Guess who decided to test and see what effects alcohol would have on his now-human body and what it would be like to be intoxicated?]

Comments

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

...Dare I ask what's brought this on, Wilhelm? [Theta is concerned, and as always her voice has the emotional subtlety of a foghorn.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[There's a small sigh as he sets his glass down.]

Simply engaging in discussing literature and the application of certain messages therein to peoples lives.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

You sound as though you've been drinking. And I assume there's some significance in your chosen passage... [Namely it feels like it's directed at her, and in her arrogance she assumes it has been.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I had drunk before in my own world. I suppose I wished to see what it felt like to be intoxicated, to satisfy my own concern.

I suppose there is. A reflection, in part.

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

....You shouldn't drink alone, Wilhelm. [Theta would like to avail herself of your liquor cabinet. Though that's only a sidenote to the fact that she is trying to be a friend. However, his odd manner of phrasing does make her think about it a bit more critically.]

Are you regretting deciding to try it out?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[A small laugh.]

Not at all. I would be a fool to regret having asked a question and getting an answer, even if the answer was not necessarily what I expected.

...I suppose one shouldn't. It has always been a social activity. Would you perhaps like to come over, Theta?

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

_{[THIS IS PROBABLY A WONDERFUL TIME TO GO EXCUSE HERSELF to buy tuna for Nall, yes.]}

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Just looking at MOMO as she heads to leave.]

You're heading out?

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

_{[Obviously our attempt at a stealthy retreat has failed]}

Just for a bit! I wanted to get some tuna for Nall.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Simply nods a bit and sloshes the wine in his glass around.]

Take care.

[magiccaster.livejournal.com]

I will!

_{[EXIT, STAGE LEFT.]}

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Sounds like someone's been enjoying himself~

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Am I?

Perhaps I am.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Still restrained to that human body then, are you?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Mmm.

I have decided to be not unlike a Cainiite, who sought enlightenment by immersing themselves of all the things presented to them in the physical world.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Best be careful, Partner~ Wouldn't want to ruin that image of yours. *He sounds so terribly amused, just so you know.*

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Oh? My image? I suppose that would be unfortunate. But what is an image other then a face we ourselves fabricate? I suppose it could be stitched back together even if torn, hmm?

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

[Have a not!cat staaaaaaaaaring at you, Wilhelm.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Just staring back, Nall. Not angry. Just staring.]

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

Exactly how much have you drank?

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

Merely a bottle.

[catslooklikeme.livejournal.com]

You might want to stop at that, or else morning might be such a pleasant experience.

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

I know.

And yet, I can hardly bring myself to stop. I want to experience it.

[myblimpisbigger.livejournal.com]

[Wilhelm, you are remarkably lucid for someone who is drunk.]

Yes. More times than I can count.

[And escaping? Overcoming? Hah! Now he's stuck governing a nation that hates him, just because he wanted to fix what no one else would. And he hates politics.]

[repeatsalvation.livejournal.com]

[Don't worry, it'll catch up to him more as he goes on. And he'd seem less so in person at the moment.]

And have you come to any great decision from constantly being cornered? Shall you continue your hunts, or give in to the fact that the Demon appears beyond you?