Waddya want me to do? through my sling shot at him?
Oh, that’s just great. I come all the way back here, risking major brain cell burnout, and you don’t even believe me? I’m basically guaranteeing myself a lifetime of heartbreak, and all you have to say is that you think I’m not right in the head?
My face flushed scarlet. I was a stranger in my own skin. I had ever felt this kind of anger in my life. Fort and confusion grew. Its sensation was an overwhelming concoction of hate. The only things I knew – the only things keeping me remotely calm- was the following litany.
My name is Eleanora Ada Stone. I was moved from home to home for seventeen years. I am now living on this god-forsaken island in Maine. I was being kept from a world of secrets. I have abilities. I am not human. I do not know what I am.
No shifting in my car Blake,I don’t want slobber all over my seats.” Neesa
It is the quietening of the day that most appeals.
Through a trick lighting technique
the skyline was made and faded
with the care of a pointillist-
maybe aiding us to think nothing was
missing. We traded verbs
about what was happening
in the metropolis, realizing,
in the scorched plum of dusk,
actual human infinity was occurring
on an island before us….
Laura smiled a little wanly in the twilight. “Far more afraid of flesh and blood than ghosts,” she murmured.
For, he (The Devil) observed, the issue of the great battle of Good and Evil had been otherwise settled, as he would presently show him. “It wants but a few moments of night,” he continued, “and over this interval of twilight, as you know, I have been given complete control. Look to the West.(“The Legend of Monte Del Diablo”)
There’s always one sure way of finding out that you’re a misfit. When you’re eleven years old, and your friends are telling you that they just sneaked into the theater to watch ‘Twilight’ and that it was “sooooo emotional and sooooo terrifying and soooooo romantic!” – but you’ve been spending the summer watching ‘Rosemary’s Baby’ and ‘Don’t Look Now’ and knowing the lines to all the Alfred Hitchcock films by heart – that’s the moment you realize that you’re a misfit.
Hasn’t it dawned on your twilight mind,
even in the seconds span of a falling star, that you might be missing something more than your sleep?