The 35th Song

[tangledintower]

...I'm lonely.

I mean, I guess I've been lonely for a long time. Growing up, it was me and Mother for years, and nobody else. Then Pascal showed up, but for the longest time, I really didn't know...well, anybody.

I can't really get over that, you know? I still don't feel like I really know anybody, or anything...Mother said that I was gullible and naive, and she's probably right. She knows more people than I do. And maybe those are just things that come with being lonely.

...I don't really know why I'm talking about this. I shouldn't feel like this, not know, not when I'm out of the tower and actually living and meeting people and making friends, but...

Comments

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

[She's just staring, waiting for the freakout to start.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Whoa. [Okay, he is freaking out a little, but probably not in the way she's anticipating.] Oh my gods! That is awesome!

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

Wait...you don't think I'm a freak? You're not panicking?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

'Course not. Why would I?

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

Well...I dunno. I just...you're the second person I've told about this, and I just figured that you'd freak out...

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Oh. Wow. [The gravity of that sinks in, and he looks pretty honoured.] N-no, I mean, I think it's cool. 'Sides, you're my friend. I'm not gonna get all weird 'cause of something like that.

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

Really?

You're a good pal, Neil. Thanks.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure thing. Thanks for, y'know. [He holds up his arm.]

[tangledintower.livejournal.com]

Oh, no problem!