I almost let everything slip today.
I know I must keep this vessel mentally healthy, but I have let the reigns slip.
I gained back control, but at a wrong time. Frustrating. An unforgivable mistake.
Yesterday, I pushed the perfect amount. I had complete influence. Yesterday was flawless.
Today was a blunder.
But tomorrow, tomorrow shall be a triumph.
I bide my time. I wait.
I know that the other will come. The dangerous one.
The powerful one.
I could taste her strength and passion today. Her will. Her dark side.
It was sweet and delicious.
The way that the light shone on her mundane gold footwear is the way she looks outside. A pretty, innocent little thing, glimmering with a noble aura. But I know she is anything but that on the inside.
The secret she desperately tries to hide. I want to feel its power. Take it.
The other one is also interesting. He makes her happy.
But her happiness, as she will soon realise, is just an illusion.
Like me. Like all my brethren.
I will make them proud.
The millennia have made me tedious.
I will strike.
Soon.
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