emil (
seclusion) wrote in
sirenspull2012-11-04 01:36 am
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voice. (around 9:30am)
Um, hello! I mean, 'good morning!' I wanted to say hi...
Oh, and a couple of other things, too. Well, I went out front a little bit ago. It was pretty nice! The weather here is a bit nippy, but... [He sighs, refreshed-sounding, and there's a little tapping noise like - like he might be patting his cheeks.] It feels good on my face. I should probably find a coat, though... Oh, anyway, while I was out, I found some birds, I think four of them, hopping around on their little bird feet. [He laughs.] At least, I thought they were birds, but while I was feeding them some soda crackers, this old lady came out nearby and said, "Don't feed those! They'll never leave!" [His imitation of the woman's voice is gravelly and probably awful.] I asked her, "Do you want them to leave?" and she said, "They're rats on wings!"
Wow. I didn't even know that rats could have wings. I think rats are okay, but I guess I can see she wouldn't want them around, and they're probably good enough at finding food on their own. Still, I was really surprised, rats on wings! There wasn't anything like that at home. So it really made me think...
I decided that I wish I could know about all these worlds. All these lands and cities, and birthplaces and homes. There are so many more than I ever thought I'd wonder about. My home is on a plain, with rocks and plants and I think trees, and some flowers, and a wide, wide sky overhead. There aren't any people around for a while; it's just my house, that's all. But this is such a big city, and I realized that a lot of you probably came from those, or came from places by the sea, or in deep forests or on high mountains. I thought that was amazing. My butler's read to me about places like this, but just because I tried to sniff the salt shaker doesn't mean I know what it's like to smell the sea air. [He's laughing again, a short sound with a lot of mirth.]
And I also know that some of you came from places that are very dirty or sad... Burned down places or places without plants. I mean, I don't know that for sure, but I bet it's true. Still, even a place like that... People are born there, so they're places full of life. Um, maybe I'm just getting a lot of perspective here or something! But there are a whole lot of lives and they're all crashing into each other here and now. Isn't that so weird? But cool!
I thought I was going to make a better point than this, but I didn't end up doing it. I guess the best thing I can say is a question:
If you don't mind, would you have a little bit of time to tell me a picture of a place you like? Thanks for listening!
Oh, and a couple of other things, too. Well, I went out front a little bit ago. It was pretty nice! The weather here is a bit nippy, but... [He sighs, refreshed-sounding, and there's a little tapping noise like - like he might be patting his cheeks.] It feels good on my face. I should probably find a coat, though... Oh, anyway, while I was out, I found some birds, I think four of them, hopping around on their little bird feet. [He laughs.] At least, I thought they were birds, but while I was feeding them some soda crackers, this old lady came out nearby and said, "Don't feed those! They'll never leave!" [His imitation of the woman's voice is gravelly and probably awful.] I asked her, "Do you want them to leave?" and she said, "They're rats on wings!"
Wow. I didn't even know that rats could have wings. I think rats are okay, but I guess I can see she wouldn't want them around, and they're probably good enough at finding food on their own. Still, I was really surprised, rats on wings! There wasn't anything like that at home. So it really made me think...
I decided that I wish I could know about all these worlds. All these lands and cities, and birthplaces and homes. There are so many more than I ever thought I'd wonder about. My home is on a plain, with rocks and plants and I think trees, and some flowers, and a wide, wide sky overhead. There aren't any people around for a while; it's just my house, that's all. But this is such a big city, and I realized that a lot of you probably came from those, or came from places by the sea, or in deep forests or on high mountains. I thought that was amazing. My butler's read to me about places like this, but just because I tried to sniff the salt shaker doesn't mean I know what it's like to smell the sea air. [He's laughing again, a short sound with a lot of mirth.]
And I also know that some of you came from places that are very dirty or sad... Burned down places or places without plants. I mean, I don't know that for sure, but I bet it's true. Still, even a place like that... People are born there, so they're places full of life. Um, maybe I'm just getting a lot of perspective here or something! But there are a whole lot of lives and they're all crashing into each other here and now. Isn't that so weird? But cool!
I thought I was going to make a better point than this, but I didn't end up doing it. I guess the best thing I can say is a question:
If you don't mind, would you have a little bit of time to tell me a picture of a place you like? Thanks for listening!
