Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Sword of Nightmares

I'm no stranger to nightmares.  They are my constant companion, I don't mention them because frankly I've grown used to waking up in the middle of the night terrified of some half remembered terror that I probably experienced (as I've written down my life is a road map of pain). Oshujon by comparison does not normally get them or any dream. So when he laid down in a modest camp with the sword the night after murdering a man and burning his how down (yes I'm bringing that up, yes its petty, no he didn't put it that way when he told me the story) he was awakened by horrible nightmares.

He couldn't say for sure what they were about, even when he told me he appeared haunted by the memory. He did know that it was terrifying and he woke up in a cold sweat. And when he did awake he was clutching the blade to himself. He didn't know how that had happened, when he went to sleep the sword had been leaning against a tree trunk he'd made his camp next to. The sword felt wrong too, he hadn't picked up on it before, but now there was something blaring in his head to its evil. There was also the sudden desire for more weaponry. Just an overwhelming lust for as much weapons as he could acrue to protect himself from an evil he couldn't name.

He threw the sword away from himself, he wanted to take it to a cliff and throw it off, but he knew that wouldn't do anyone any good. No he had to find someone to destroy it, and for that he sought a priest. Because I guess he doesn't understand that the only thing priests are good at destroying is your faith in humanity (I have no issue with belief in all the gods because they are most certainly real and Oshujon kind of sort of is one? I guess? But the earthly instruments of our divine beings are some of the most easily corrupted group I've ever dealt with and I frequently deal with politicians). Of course since the sword was still around clearly the priest thing was a bad idea, some could say the worst idea. But thats for tomororw's entry naturally. Oh and in case you were wondering, I too got nightmares from the sword, but since thats my normal I didn't even notice the difference, I kid you not.  First time in a long time my own scarred mental psyche prevented me from suffering noticeable ill effects. 

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