Post by izzymuse on Aug 18, 2008 0:33:57 GMT -5
Sebastion sat in his irksome white-walled room and stared at the ceiling.
"Droll, humdrum, dry, dreary, wearisome, tiresome, stuffy , monotonous...." Sebastion droned on with synonyms for boring, practically insane from the solitude and boredom.
Suddenly the door opened. "Whos there? Bear, chair, lair, care, stare..." rhyming now not entirely sure where he was at the moment.
"Help me?" He asked hopefully. "Please? Sil vout plais? Pyydän? Vær så snill? Моля? Molim? Por favor? Snälla? Te rog?" He repeated the same word in as many languages as he knew hoping the man who entered his prison would understand one of them.
His eyes adjusted to the new light from outside. "Y-you!" He leapt from his bed and crawled across the floor to a corner. "WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?! DO YOU WANT TO STAB ME WITH YOUR NEEDLES?! HERE DO IT!" He thrust his arms out hiding his face in the corner, tears streaming down his face.
Keeping his arms out he started muttering phrases from the Christian bible. "They sacrificed to demons who were not God, To gods whom they have not known, New gods who came lately, Whom your fathers did not dread.... They even sacrificed their sons and their daughters to the demons...." Tears streaked down his face."
"Droll, humdrum, dry, dreary, wearisome, tiresome, stuffy , monotonous...." Sebastion droned on with synonyms for boring, practically insane from the solitude and boredom.
Suddenly the door opened. "Whos there? Bear, chair, lair, care, stare..." rhyming now not entirely sure where he was at the moment.
"Help me?" He asked hopefully. "Please? Sil vout plais? Pyydän? Vær så snill? Моля? Molim? Por favor? Snälla? Te rog?" He repeated the same word in as many languages as he knew hoping the man who entered his prison would understand one of them.
His eyes adjusted to the new light from outside. "Y-you!" He leapt from his bed and crawled across the floor to a corner. "WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?! DO YOU WANT TO STAB ME WITH YOUR NEEDLES?! HERE DO IT!" He thrust his arms out hiding his face in the corner, tears streaming down his face.
Keeping his arms out he started muttering phrases from the Christian bible. "They sacrificed to demons who were not God, To gods whom they have not known, New gods who came lately, Whom your fathers did not dread.... They even sacrificed their sons and their daughters to the demons...." Tears streaked down his face."