Eyrie even commented on it (a long, long time ago) saying that she enjoyed it.
But from the perspective of the person I wrote about, there wasn't much to enjoy. I ran away, literally. I must have looked beyond ridiculous. And perhaps the Witch and the Red Breeze and Llama and I all would have come out the better if I hadn't.
But that's putting a lot of importance into a monster that never existed. And even if our monster-chased days were spent more cheerily, they would have ended up in the same spot, surely. It would've amounted to nothing. I might have come out worse.
Three Monsters and I felt I ruined. But she didn't seem to mind. That didn't stop me from ruining further in embarrassment. And then it spiraled beyond my ability to comprehend by sitting completely still.
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RandomStupid and weird as it sounds, I forget the meaning in my pieces more often than not, and have to halfheartedly "decide" on a new one until I can remember the original intention - which, of course, can inflate or devalue said original intention and...
