Post by louiscypher on Aug 20, 2019 13:53:42 GMT -5
We see Louis sitting at a bar deep in the heart of New Orleans. We hear Jazz music blaring from somewhere in the back. He is sitting at the corner by himself.
“you know when I was a youngling my father used to bring me here, make me drive on the way home cause he was too far gone. I didn't mind much. I hated him with all my heart, it was better than him being drunk at home. I got to hear lots o stories, got to listen to dirty jokes, got to meet all sorts of people. But what I remember the most was an old woman who used to sit in the back and tell peoples fortunes. She would read cards, look into glass spheres, she would even cast spells, usually protection spells or curses. I would talk to her sometimes when my dad to the point he didn't care. I would ask a lot of questions, which seemed to amuse her. Late one night she told me how I would perish. I wasn't scared. Not sure if I believed her but I listened anyway. She said do not fret chile, death is only the beginning of the journey there is a lot more after it. I smiled, it wasn't the ever after that worried me, I was worried what would happen to my little sister should I leave her alone with the monster that was our father. No, what fascinated me was all the things that went bump in the night, all those evil and forgotten things that existed and that we were unaware of. So I asked if demons had names. She smiles and laughed a little. She said most did, though I should pray never to hear it. I asked what they were exactly and so she schooled me. Said some had been angels long ago, cast out and dipped in darkness. Others, others were here long before humanity, things that nightmares were made of. Somethings out of HP Lovecraft books. And my fascination grew. She warned me though to be wary. Once I went through the door I was peering in I would never be able to get back my humanity. And as I looked back at my father, I said to myself that was OK. Better to become a monster than live with one.”
And so I learned from here, graduated to others, read and researched with every spare moment even forgoing sleep. I learned about the true nature of all darkness, I let it infect me, corrupt me, mold me, shape me, I became its heir. And that was alright.
So Jude please do not let me hear you preach to me, or talk down to me, that would be a mistake. In the absence of light all there is, is darkness. You would do well to remember that.
Black
“you know when I was a youngling my father used to bring me here, make me drive on the way home cause he was too far gone. I didn't mind much. I hated him with all my heart, it was better than him being drunk at home. I got to hear lots o stories, got to listen to dirty jokes, got to meet all sorts of people. But what I remember the most was an old woman who used to sit in the back and tell peoples fortunes. She would read cards, look into glass spheres, she would even cast spells, usually protection spells or curses. I would talk to her sometimes when my dad to the point he didn't care. I would ask a lot of questions, which seemed to amuse her. Late one night she told me how I would perish. I wasn't scared. Not sure if I believed her but I listened anyway. She said do not fret chile, death is only the beginning of the journey there is a lot more after it. I smiled, it wasn't the ever after that worried me, I was worried what would happen to my little sister should I leave her alone with the monster that was our father. No, what fascinated me was all the things that went bump in the night, all those evil and forgotten things that existed and that we were unaware of. So I asked if demons had names. She smiles and laughed a little. She said most did, though I should pray never to hear it. I asked what they were exactly and so she schooled me. Said some had been angels long ago, cast out and dipped in darkness. Others, others were here long before humanity, things that nightmares were made of. Somethings out of HP Lovecraft books. And my fascination grew. She warned me though to be wary. Once I went through the door I was peering in I would never be able to get back my humanity. And as I looked back at my father, I said to myself that was OK. Better to become a monster than live with one.”
And so I learned from here, graduated to others, read and researched with every spare moment even forgoing sleep. I learned about the true nature of all darkness, I let it infect me, corrupt me, mold me, shape me, I became its heir. And that was alright.
So Jude please do not let me hear you preach to me, or talk down to me, that would be a mistake. In the absence of light all there is, is darkness. You would do well to remember that.
Black
