2013-Mar-11, Monday

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 F - Convey
 
There is a tone to music, and he takes a great deal of delight in it.
 
(Delight created because it has long since become clear the music is not going anywhere.)
 
On a whim one afternoon, he takes a song composed for a game, a song full of epic and tragedy twining together, meant to be an end, strips it down to only it’s vocals, and rebuilds it.
 
And, at it’s core, it is the same, but tonally, it conveys something entirely different, something so removed that even Steve notices, Steve who claims to not be able to hear the slightest thing musically.
 
The work of an idle afternoon and whim. It is well enough, he thinks.
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 G - Curse
 
The trick to being cursed is to make sure no one knows what the curse is. Vampires, werewolves, they tipped their hands too easy, and look at them–hidden, cowering, in the shadows trying to manipulate human media to instill fear and instead they get glitter.
 
Honestly now. It’s enough to drive a monster to drink.
 
Of course, it’s easier for no one to know your curse if you don’t go blabbing about it to the first human that shows a bit of sympathy–really, what was Dracula thinking?–and, in fact, it’s much more difficult to protect oneself against what one doesn’t know too. It works out for the best all around.
 
That way, when they do encounter you, right before you kill them, right before you feast on every thought and dream and nightmare in their head, they don’t have the faintest idea how to defeat you.
 
An ideal world indeed
 
(Because a curse is a weakness, and a weakness known is a way to control, contain, tame, and knowing how to tame means they aren’t afraid, and then…
 
well then you starve.)
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