Better to die in the questwith richly fitted halos
and strange vegetation.
Gaudy land crustaceans
infuse the gloom
with a feminine wizardry.
You take a hysterical plunge
from the pit, you primal
serpent-God, thieving
a native at 2 am.
I conjured up shrubbery
brooding over trees.
You cloven sunfish,
you found me, a wind tossed
book of the sea.
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I played a board game based on his stories the other day. We were three hours in and we still had four portals to close! And there was no way I could get out of the Curiositie Shoppe because there were monsters all over. And, I was a doctor. So I good at raising stamina, but definitely not strong in will or power. Of course I would be slain.
Then we all decided to go home. And when Alex and I left the house, I was distracted by the moon and forgot what I wanted to tell him, now that we were "in private."
Someone on FB also just played a game, called Arkham horror, were you all playing this same game? I like to think half the people I know were trapped in a room playing a game where they were trapped in a room like you, with monsters that wouldn't let them buy milk or potions or tomes or swords. And I feel less free and more free for having missed this adventure. One day though I will be in the same predicament. Did the moon ever let you remember what you wanted to tell?
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