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#1 Hell minus the circles.

#1 Hell minus the circles, prelude.

You know something? I, I'm just so sick and tired of being gloomy all the time, it's going to make me very depressed you know, and I'm going to need a hug very soon, yes, a big, wet, sloshy and gushy hug from you, and one for my swell friend of course I, I couldn't introduce you two HERE right NOW though, I mean we're in PUBLIC! what if someone heard me talking to you that way?
If say, that guy over there, just happened to be walking by as I said that to you, and even if he were no concern of yours and you none of his, he could still come over and say hey! You can't just talk to her like that! Why, I'd have no other choice but to look at you, then over at him, back to you and ask you quietly hey, can I TALK to you like this????!!!?
and if you said yes then I could gladly say I love women of questionable ethics but if you said no, I think I'd just get depressed again and go have a cry on the sofa…and then you could give me that hug.
And yet I could embarrass myself, for having the gall to presume, yet still seem wise for having forethought, hmm, and just how premeditated could it be, that I had thought in these circles, breathed in these lines, while wearing less, than a spartan uniform?! The times were clever but I had missed them all, and you must remind me, in your own native tongue miss, perhaps a quote from that very most famous oratory, from India, that, sutra, but why else would we bring it up, in such times of war as these, im sure it could possibly be seen as anything but insulting to it's authors, to use it, now, love as a tool of war, and war, as a tool, of love, and I see how this could get complicated but now, after it's become merely subjective, and no serious discord occurs on the matter, only into the places of pure violence could it possibly seek to refrain its own stuff, so stuff it, either were doing this or were not, and you can lie all you want about it, afterwards, but you'll not sit here and chuckle at me like some puppetry charm, or coin to flick and toss…
I see you've thought a great deal about this ser, and you have unwittingly won my approval, and If you do not shut up immediately, I shall revoke my approval, forthwith and forever, you know, there ARE those in this area, whod allow me to mock them more endlessly than the muses had inspired of all the gods, for a crack at MY goods, now why to keep it secret eh? Besides a thorough maiming of the heathens hedgerow? Why purport to have only a moment of joy?
Why your ladyship's mysteries are, only hers of course, and why should I have gained anything from it, and I as advisor could be relaying it back to you, but then you'd have to know my mysteries and I am not willing to give those up!
So you admit then, that you have them, pity,
You tricked me my lady, and it was only supposed, to have been said, and you've been finagling me, there I said that as well, will you stop the charade so we can talk normally?!

I thought, I had a dream that I was dreaming of you, then I awoke and realized I hadn't even met you yet.
That is interesting when did this happen?
Oh it was years and years ago, back into my earliest longings, you see I had already known somehow what all the parts were and what they were for you see and,
And?
And so i went at you like a ravenous hound of course I didn't know, you led me round your body like a mildly frustrated if partially neurotic little parakeet that would occasionally change forms into a ravenous honey badger, apparently in the dream I did very well, at bringing out your animal, and perhaps easing your hysterias…
I see, so animals, hmm, now tell me what happened next?!
Well milady, to be honest I haven't even actually begun, with the physical description of the things we did together, only some of the antics, and tics and quirks that id seen thus far in waking life, that reminded me of the dream,
Go on,
So then, Walking along a neatly trimmed path in some thicket of woods or other, I happened upon a wooden door, with a very faint blue light sparkling around it, but as soon as I opened it the surrounding forest turned into a cave like structure almost a catacomb with passages and uprights and beams holding the thing together, spiderwebs, mice and all manner of other vermin crawling about the place, I entered the place I saw there before me and at four paces in the door slammed shut behind me, it almost startled me but I pressed on, the place was darker than death I couldn't see a thing…
And I suppose you know how dark death IS then eh?
Do you want to hear this or not?!
Go on…
Where was I, ah yes, the place was darker than death and I couldn't see a thing, every now and then my hand would brush against a wall or something, some strange oozing liquid or other seemed to emanate from every surface in the place, except of course the animals I could hear scurrying about in the cavern darkness, a very low deep rumbling noise seemed to come from deep within the walls themselves, a high pitched scree and a warble from some bird or other, then a grey wolf arrived at my side, not looking at me, not growling, not attacking, but with me, the invisible bird landed on my shoulder and the three of us walked out of a door and into a brightly sunlit meadow, where the brightness of the sun awoke me from my dream.
Phaw!
But that doesn't sound erotic at all!
Of course it doesn't milady, and of course you, are perhaps meant to be just as clueless about parts of myself, as I am, of yours, mysterious indeed, where are your chambers, I am frustrated now, we shall seek each other's mysteries immediately, thoroughly and all, night, LONG!
BUT GOOD SER! you needn't seek very far to find mine! I have practically thrust them up on you you know!
And very well indeed, we shall have a comeuppance, on BOTH our parts!! Together!
But tell me good ser, why do you suppose the place you dreamt of was so dark?! And icky sounding?
I don't know, another mystery perhaps, for another adventure, ghastly frustrating this, I think I shall never, find, all of your mysteries, it shall take a century of sunday's, and a pillow of winds to find them all, and I have neither, but I shall give it a valiant effort.
You sure that's all there was to the dream good ser?
No I, I'm not so sure of that, you'll have to ask me again tonight if we remember that is, I'm sure we'll both be thoroughly exhausted from our search.
And if our search proves to be alchemical? What then?
Well I shall go for the gold my lady, I shall go for the gold, but I find it very unlikely to be the case with us, I guess we'll find out, even you must be patient about certain, things…

Next morning:
And how is my hopeless hoplite?!
Milady all is well, caverns and chasms have opened before me into the bubbling maw of the underworld of course, there were no wolves, no birds chirping, only demons and pitchfork and bow wielding cherubs and little devils of all sorts, I thought it would be utterly horrifying, but by the gods it wasn't, a truly perplexing place, and invigorating to awaken from, didn't see a bit of bumbling in there, everyone knew, just exactly what they were to do, and I was the only one looking around, I think one of the devil's pushed me into the lava and we went for a swim together, after which he beat me with his pitchfork, strange thing to be beaten with, I shall of course have to report this to the Marquis you know, he has been studying the devil's, I'm sure he'd want to know and, he'd also be angry if he knew we'd held out for very long about it, you understand don't you milady?!?
Yes of course I do good ser, I shall deliver it myself if you wish it,
No I, I couldn't allow it, he's my patron, and you're the visitor Milady, if he requests you then we'll both come, and speaking of, shall we?!
Good ser, always about business, you are a good servant to your Marquis.
With pride now, bludgeon me with your furrow at once my lady! And off we go! Both smile.