And I Saw .. blue
If there was one person there that did not have a clue .. besides Mayala ... it was blue. Oblivious in an extreme ... is the only thing I can attribute to her without wanting to slit her throat. If she was not oblivious then I hope I never know about it. Her continued existence in this time and place rather depends on it.
In the middle of all this with Mayala .. in the middle of my grip on the reins with my temper ... blue comes and begs me to shave her head. I told her she was the most selfish and self serving slave I knew. And I meant it.
Oh I can tell you many things went through my creative thought process to do to her .. shaving her head was not one of them. But I have never slain an innocent or a person of weak mind and at that moment .. that is how I saw blue. Completely existing out of the reality of what had been going on around her. Could I hate her for her simplicity? No. Could I hate her for her blatant disregard of what I was going through? I have never known blue to get me before .. or to be able to read me or know my emotions or thoughts as some slaves so why would I expect it of her now? No .. I had to put all that away and simply stare at her and wonder why the fuck she wanted her head shaved. But I had no energy to delve into her and find out what maggot chewed on her synapses. It could have been anything from lice to just tired of the blue color .. I had no idea. But the slave begged me for something and I had no reason to deny her other than some passive aggressive misplaced anger .. so shoving that all aside I granted her wish. There was no reason to abuse her for her need even if it was oblivious in its presentation.
I still do not know why blue needed her head shaved so badly. And I have too many other things going on to find the energy to care. I hope she is thankful that I took the time for her to grant her request. And may she in her simplicity never know how close she came to having that blade just a little bit lower.
In the middle of all this with Mayala .. in the middle of my grip on the reins with my temper ... blue comes and begs me to shave her head. I told her she was the most selfish and self serving slave I knew. And I meant it.
Oh I can tell you many things went through my creative thought process to do to her .. shaving her head was not one of them. But I have never slain an innocent or a person of weak mind and at that moment .. that is how I saw blue. Completely existing out of the reality of what had been going on around her. Could I hate her for her simplicity? No. Could I hate her for her blatant disregard of what I was going through? I have never known blue to get me before .. or to be able to read me or know my emotions or thoughts as some slaves so why would I expect it of her now? No .. I had to put all that away and simply stare at her and wonder why the fuck she wanted her head shaved. But I had no energy to delve into her and find out what maggot chewed on her synapses. It could have been anything from lice to just tired of the blue color .. I had no idea. But the slave begged me for something and I had no reason to deny her other than some passive aggressive misplaced anger .. so shoving that all aside I granted her wish. There was no reason to abuse her for her need even if it was oblivious in its presentation.
I still do not know why blue needed her head shaved so badly. And I have too many other things going on to find the energy to care. I hope she is thankful that I took the time for her to grant her request. And may she in her simplicity never know how close she came to having that blade just a little bit lower.
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