46 - Etiquette
You sit across the table from me, as prim and proper as can be. We talk about the weather, how school is going, wondering when the next fountain will open, and where.
The tray of cakes goes untouched... are you waiting for me to make the first move? I see you stare at me over the rim of your cup, and not for the first time I wonder what you really think of me.
Would you like a cake, I offer, handing you the platter. You take the top one without a word, as if hovering over them would be rude. Or did you notice my hands tremble, the quaver in my voice? Oh, how I wish you'd take a little more care, to notice all the small things I don't dare say to you!
I pick the chocolate loaf, and you watch quietly as I bite into it. I know it's your favourite, I can see the longing in your eyes. Would you ask me to share, or are you too greedy for that? It's all or nothing with you, and oh, how I want it all...
That we could cast aside this stifling spread, dispense with this stilted dance, and discuss the deepest desires of our hearts! For another instant with you, stolen away from prying eyes, I would give my entire kingdom! To strip myself of this role, the overly-polite princeling, and confess how I really feel, and the things I really want...!
...ah, but not for me such daring plays. Too brittle, too cossetted, to break this mold. All I can do here and now is offer you another cake, discuss the humdrum of our lives, and hope one day that we shall see each other as we really are, beneath the smart veneer this world demands of us.
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The Dark Menagerie No. 46
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what if it’s the implication from that page is...deltarune is only supposed to have 1 ending, but weird route, in its pattern of making the game act a bit “broken” and like it doesn’t know what to do with itself, maybe could end in a developer-intended “softlock” ...what with the specific situation described of the game expecting you to have a certain guide character with you that the section breaks if he’s not there. (though it’s later added on that there actually is an exit to the “softlock”, so there would probably be a few more extra steps after)
maybe ralsei fucking dies in weird route. you ever think about that? maybe he just straight up explodes like this
How’s everyone’s day going
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I… don’t really know the specifics about what it is you did. All I was told is that it was “REALLY bad.” But I believe everyone deserves second chances, so um. Here! I made this!
Pelliper mail! It’s a plastic container filled with egg fried rice. There’s also a plastic fork.
[@darknerprince-pkmn]
...thank you. That's very kind of you. Though to put things simply, I've... Hurt a lot of people. Some of them I hurt very badly... You shouldn't trust people so easily, though. You might end up getting hurt yourself, because of it.
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I feel like if Seam never leaves their shop but Sweet Cap'n Cakes want to do a concert or something for the whole town and they really want Seam to be included even if they don't leave their shop they just perform in front of Seam's shop and Seam doesn't say much but they are kind of (very very very) happy that someone would go so far to do something so nice for them
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31 - Inertia
If we had known where this would end up, would we had done it?
I used to think of destiny as a well-trodden path through dense briars. To stray from that path wasn't only forbidden, but impossible - unthinkable, even. What good could ever come from shunning your ordained purpose? All such a thing would grant is misery, resentment and pain.
And then you fell into my world, a resplendent ray of sunlight piercing the thicketed veil that kept me in line. Where your light touched, the thorns retreated to reveal breathtaking vistas, the unspoilt fields of possibility rolling towards the majestic mountains of potential. It was as if heaven itself had opened its gates just for me.
You took my hand and we ran for it, leaving all notion of prophecy behind. My compass realigned to the pull of your soul, every step a new adventure, discovering ourselves and each other in this infinite, uncharted land of love. This, this must be why we were put upon this earth - to find each other, to establish a connection, to exist together in this untrammeled bliss.
...so I thought, anyhow.
It happened so suddenly I wondered if I hadn't dreamed the whole thing. I reached for your hand and grasped nothing but air, the light that I saw by snuffed out in an instant. I fell through the world, through strata of unanswerable grief and unimaginable loss, nothing and no-one left to hold onto. Nowhere left to go, but down.
And that's when I realised it - destiny was not a path but a yawning pit, pulling me inexorably down, down, down into its darkened depths. You made me feel like I could fly, but you passed me by all too quickly; not even your charmed existence could save me.
What awaits me at the end of this fall? Is my fate to remain as I am, alone in the dark until the end of my days? Ah... but perhaps you might reach out again, extend your hand towards me, an invitation to return to those sunlit uplands and dappled vales of our folly.
Do I dare to take it? Do I dare to believe you can break my fall? Or would I simply drag you down with me...?
...oh, that destiny could be so kind.
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The Dark Menagerie No. 31
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