A New Story Begins...

[Melissa Vivigatz]

(Crosspost)

I just had to do it. Was awake anyways, so 1am came along and I started my music player and hit the keyboards for a bit.

JUST woke up and I have to get ready for work, eat, whatever one is supposed to do for such, not at that awareness level as yet, still suckin' down the first cuppa at speed, but decided to post up what I managed. Not much yet, but I've a feeling that won't be the case for long. Ha.

Now this truly is a first, because I've not given the thing a single re-readthrough, not looking at it now even, (no time) and all of my refrence books are packed away, so what you're getting is the truly raw stuff. The First of the first jottings, exactly as is. (In other words, be kind. *Snorts* ) Still I had fun so figured why not share it?

Going to be some sort of Occult Mystery, have at least two "episodes" floating their possibilities around in my head. Am looking forwards to seeing where this one takes me.

All from me for now folks, have a great day!

Cheers,

Melissa

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The Arrival

The night train. Not as populated as those in Europe had been at this hour, yet still containing enough warm bodies to study; mannerisms, clothing, the smells and attitudes of what were in the main weary travelers.

I found their speech patterns jarring, many words used in their conversations strange and unknown. Too many of them. I should be accustomed to such by now, these constant, verbal shifts, yet was not. Still found such annoying, reason why I stayed away for so long...which did not improve my mood, the knowing that such difficulties were, in some small way, my fault.

Their smells. Scent was always unique to the individual of course, yet smells were things which would always be generalized; female, male, the aged and the yet developing. Very much like seasons in a way, the Seasons of Humanity.

Perfumes here marked those of the servant...the working class with their chemical tang. The royal and entitled doffed themselves with things harvested from nature. There was some small amusement in this, fact that botanicals and glands from animals, things most basic procured simply were the providence of those whom possessed the most.

The mentality of humans is very strange. Their reasons and motivations...it grows more and more difficult to comprehend them.

Yes, I had been away far too long. The reason for my coming...I would require such comprehensions if I was to succeed.

Small smile at that infinitesimal moment of doubt. I always succeeded after all, came out the victor. Thus the reason I still existed. Thus the reason my enemies did not.

Caution thyself, Nicoli. Thee are far too old succumbeth to arrogance.

Oh, truly?

Well, possibly not. After all, there was much to be said for experience, and such was thing I possessed in abundance.

She also possesses much experience, and yet vanish she still did. This is thing which also must be remembered.

Truth it was at that.

Possibly I should have delayed, taken time to refamiliarize myself with certain things, certain aspects, yet instinct had whispered no, that time, the thing also possessed in abundance was crucial here. They were creatures of ‘fast pace’ due to their limitations.

Timepieces...clocks were odd things. One wondered why they had created such contraptions, devices which gave finite measure of their existence. To use such more wisely? Well, from what one had witnessed such had failed. No freedom had been gained, just more chains; routines set as opposed to exuberances.

Still, though my kind were beings of an endless moment, what they would term ‘slow paced’, still, to move swiftly was also our way, and thus this charge into the fray. Sense was they had not expected this, had possibly made presumptions that even my preparations for such journey would take many months. Fools. Superstitious fools. I required none such, or at least very little. And, as if I suspected, this proved to be the case, that they had based their own actions upon what they believed I would do or require, then these current adversaries were as nothing.

So why Her disappearance then?

Indeed, such was a conundrum. Mildly distressing, as well as an admittedly, albeit small, feeling of intrigue at possibility that other forces could be at work here. Such occurrences as what had brought me out did not happen. Oh, of course there were things such as foolishness, not to mention the nearly unheard of prospect of accidents, yet such were the providence of the young, the fledgling. She was nonesuch, not for a score of centuries.

Went to the place where time itself was captured, paused frozen and took my leisure to study the ones about. Thing which would pass for them like the space between a blinking of an eye, yet I could walk the full length of this modern locomotive several times in stroll during it if I so chose.

I did not. Same as I refrained from what truly was an instant’s notion to stroll through several minds. I loathed such. The confusions more then complexities, the jarringness of what passed for their version of thought patterns. The details of things I did not understand. Images, words...those daily things which composed the current mindset of Humanity. Possibly I was hindering myself in my choice to refrain. Fail to ‘blend in’ more than the physical standatory with my lack of comprehension, still it was rather soon.

In this I will keep to the slow course. It does filter in after all.

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The rest is a few more lines of hastily jotted notes as my eyes were failing with it coming onto 2:30am. Will keep you updated when I've managed more/post the real deal on MY WEBSITE.

Cheers,

MJV