Tell her that her name is Next. That you don't care what her real name is. You will not remember it anyway in a few days, so why give her the pleasure simple women find in the way a man says their name. She will shriek in disgust because you are so low as to actually tell her that in the first few minutes. But she will not be able to pull away.
It is too late anyway. She already had the tingling sensation of trying to save your poor soul from damnation. Little Mother Teresa as they all are, there's nothing more appealing than the monster. They do say they want a normal life near the man they love but they lie. They're just too hopelessly attracted to pure evil, and not the romantic-movie-bad-boy-version. Real monstrosity has the advantage that it is real. It is palpable, not made up or a mere act, they can actually feel its aura.
Just like honey to bear, actually more like the bear to the bee. They will fight with you while trying to bring you on the right track, but, not knowingly of course, they will slowly try to understand you, and find certain findings appealing and appropriate for their own lives. Either hurting or not they will escape you changed, not ever again the loving, caring person that they were before you came in.
Tell her her name is Next only because it will also be name of the girl that comes after her. Being that the distance between the two is too small for you to employ any interest in their actual persons, there is no use for names, other than yours. And tell her this is not a dream, it's a nightmare.
Come!
7 comments:
Why no monster ever thinks that he might be just a "next" for the nice little fairy???
Because fairies can only be fairies until they're not.
and because honey, fairies dont do monsters. monsters do fairies. and then some become monsters too, others just lie in their own dirt until someone just as boring as them comes along and they can have the petty life they allways dreamed of. but they allways remember the monster...
Fairies live only in beautyful tales! Remember that!
true. but can you say this one doesnt have its beauty?...there can only be this much beauty in a thing...the beauty here lies not in the fairy, not even in the monster, but in the story in itself: the killing, the re-birth, the impossibility to go back, the despair. beutiful and nothing less.
Well... I did enjoy reading this. There is a sense of power and a sense of loneliness, altogether there, in the abyss of a monster's soul.
The turning point. To be the turning point. The impossibility of not being the turning point. The admission.
Here's a smile.
From the Next Female Monster.
:)
A.
Well... Take into account that every fairy is a monster and every monster is a fairy.
Believe me that every monster has he's very own monster, a monster that he would not be able to forget very soon, that will change his way to perceive the surrounding things and happenings...
So... don't be so happy about being a monster... it's quite sad...
I am a monster, against my will... but... I can't help it.
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