Dear Diary......it's that time of year again, Valentine's Day...most likely going to spend it alone in my house, eating so much chocolate......Sorry for such a short entry.
Sincerely, Egil Steilsson
The Icelander softly put his quill down and walked to a chair. He always got odd around Valentine's Day, ever since that one Valentine's Day. He was a newer country and had ended up becoming best friends with a human girl. Too him, she was the world. He would give her chocolate, hug her tightly, why....he would even KILL for her. So, that very day he asked her to be his Valentine, and, of course, she accepted. But, he got a bit more hostile, whenever anyone would touch her, he would growl and threaten to kill. And, at one point, he did kill for her. For example, her father abused her. So, he killed him with a knife. Upon the girl finding out, she left him. He went in such a rage, he ended up killing her too. The couple months afterwards, he hid himself in his room, isolated, tears flowing from his eyes.
And now we return back to today, he's currently crying quietly. But, he was smiling, a wicked smile. The crying turned into laughter. His baby-blue eye turned into a crimson red. "Maybe...." He hummed, " I will celebrate it this year, y'know, just for fun. " He returned to his notebook and wrote something quickly down.
Dear Diary, maybe I'm wrong, maybe I should spend Valentine's Day with someone. Someone special, perhaps. I'll let you know who.
Sincerely, Egil Steilsson
Egil walked out of his room, in a lively manner, nobody would find that odd. A shadow loomed over his eyes. His teeth barred a wicked smile, unlike his usual, sincere smile. "So~" He mumbled under his breath, "Who to choose as a Valentine?~"
How does your Muse react?
YOU ARE READING
Diary of an Optimistic Icelander
Random"You can read it if you want I don't mind!" He said, handing the book to you.
