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January 29th, 2005

03:09 am - Hmmmm I'm thinking of thinking of thinking of lemons... It's an awful lot of thinking, so said Ethal with the teapot, but I'm not so sure Polly or Emily would mind. More besides the point, says I, you've nought but apples in your pantry! I remember going on boats... The sea is a funny thing to make itself roll around so. Like a great big dog who's got a tickley tummy it wants scratched and ooh, Princress has such sharp claws... I use them sometimes and they make what they touch go all red. I like red. Current Mood: thoughtful

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January 4th, 2005

09:11 am - From My Little Cocoon Like A Pretty Butterfly My kitten paws are wet and it is time for me to dream again... I think that people have missed seeing my dreams. So now I shall speak more, though the crockery is still shaking and there remain cracks within it for all aplenty. Current Mood: rejuvenated

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October 13th, 2004

09:37 pm - Memories It's still not the same at all, you know. We used to go on train journeys, William and I, Spike and me, Princess and black Knight... The whispers said there was nothing more to do when last we met and that I could no longer hold his sway in the way most liked. Not at that time, maybe. But it still hurt. Hurt for such a very long time, I thought my eyes may come out with all the tears which filled behind them. Little tears. Sometimes big too. I dreamed of it, when it did happen, of my William saving the world - and saving Princess right along with it, too. It's nice, is that, to think of him doing such a thing. There are times in which I wonder if he had me in mind at all back then. I lament my William. I fear that I may do always, until the very end of my days. And though it's tragic, perhaps somethin gof a good thing too, though it don't feel quite nice. For if I were ever to think little of him, perhaps it would mean we used to be living nothing but a lie. Hmmm... Living... Perhaps. Perhaps not. But it weren't a lie. A Princess knows these things. Current Mood: nostalgic

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August 28th, 2004

01:53 am - Observation A head and axe go together quite well, but I don't think they like the match very much. It looks like a pudding afterwards and the crust isn't too tasteful. Even if the jam is. Current Mood: artistic

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July 24th, 2004

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July 16th, 2004

01:07 am - Holiday... Korea is nice. There's lots of... People. But the North calls. There's a funny man with hair that goes straight up and makes him look like a pineapple. He hurts people. I like hurting people too. Current Mood: curious

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July 3rd, 2004

01:37 am - Quandry Princess has got bored. So she is going to have a new holiday... I wonder where to be. Places which are hot are nice but, hmm, the sun visits them. It burns. That part isn't nearly quite so nice. Sometimes daddy and Spike used to have competitions. See who would last longest in it. Hmmmm... Not South of America. Not yet... Got sad memories of that. Current Mood: curious

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June 16th, 2004

05:17 am - Daisies I walked through the field. Just like I said. With the wheat there. Fingertips, fingertips, touching free... I walked in a circle at times as well... Like much of my time. And I pondered William. Blind he became to me, though not deaf, no, not that. Interesting though. Him and daddy became friends of a sort, near the last battle. I don't think the old thems would have been. Not like they used to be before the bites... What a to-do that would've been! And Darla would make three. Princess was four, though a third at first. The three musketeers we once were and one for all, all for one... Strange. She threatened me at times. And meant it... Daddy did as well, though couldn't always bring himself to. He liked hurting me more. Not ending it all. Wouldn't've been so fun. Not for daddy. It never would have been. But we all made up, we did do, at times. I was a good girl. Good girl 'cause... I was all made bad. Funny, that... It isnt' right, sometimes, to think too much on such things as well. Because memories scratch. And hurt. And when they hurt... Well... Princess doesn't like that. They bite in ways that she can't bite back. Current Mood: nostalgic

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May 30th, 2004

07:37 pm - Custard? I went to see the custard man again today. Except the police took him all away. I think they put him in a fridge. Probably wouldn't have smelt very nice, in any case. I think that I will seek a field to walk in soon... I haven't walked in one for the longest time, it seems. Not with people - a place where animals are. Princess likes the animals. Loves them all so. Lions taste funny. Current Mood: nostalgic

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May 16th, 2004

09:37 am - When Princess Bored Once they said they drew the Queen of Cups for me. But now it's that Star nad not a fun way round as well. Funny how things are. Today I found a man in a shop and thought it would look funnier if he was covered in custard. He did not want to be covered in custard, but I told him why he should be covered in custard. Because Princess would find it funny and Princess is a very.... Nice... Lady... Indeed. Yes she is. He did not believe me. So then I showed him why he should be covered in custard. That time he agreed, because he didn't want his screams to be quite so red as they could be. So Princess covered him in custard from the shop. And there was not enough custard to make it look funny! So I got some more and more and more until it was. He would not stop still. Princess had to tie him to the chair. Silly man! Got too loud... Princess didn't want to hear. If he was not so loud, then Princess may have known he could not breathe. Still. He did get to be covered all over in the custard. And it was fun. Then I got bored. So I left them alone. Funny... Children are meant to like custard. Shouldn't have heard that one scream when they found it. Current Mood: working

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May 14th, 2004

10:19 am - Tarot Someone read of the cards for me. I got The Star. It was upside down... Current Mood: worried

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04:51 am - What Family Lived There was a time when once he was my Knight... But then he left Princess in heart and she had to leave. Still, there'll always be dragons for them to slay. Current Mood: nostalgic

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April 21st, 2004

04:11 pm - Do They Understand Yes... Current Mood: sleepy

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April 10th, 2004

02:23 am - Political I got bored. It isn't nearly so fun as going out and hunting people as you like. Too much trouble. Don't like it at all. Besides, they told me there's already enough murder, so it wouldn't be nearly so special then. So now I shall look for other places to... Oh, but that doesn't matter. What does is that they'll see me. Remember me. The others. Soon. Current Mood: bored

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March 10th, 2004

01:17 am - Elected Shadow Government They said it wouldn't be right to elect. Not in full view. So the whispers said that Princess should do it with the shadow ones instead. The darker ones of our realm what pull the strings and make them puppets. Daddy was a... Hmmmm. There would have to be an... An inauger... Inanonaugerato... A special party. It would be in the sun and they said if Princess won - then she wouldn't like that either so much. So it shall be on the other one. Then she can get to play in the house of white when she wants, because she'll own that too, except nobody would know. Then they said that... The darker ones in the world would have to... What's that thing? When they put crosses on paper for what they want, except they do it in blood then instead? Real people use ink. I need a police. No... A policy... And a cabinet. They didn't say what for. Princess said she would be happy with a nice wardrobe instead. We can put pretty dresses in that. Current Mood: thoughtful

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March 8th, 2004

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March 7th, 2004

03:47 pm - Elective So... They can rule Americans? With words and rules? Hmmmm... So many Americans... Presidents can be ladies. Oh yes they could. Current Mood: contemplative

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February 23rd, 2004

04:25 am - Our Poor Angel Daddy went all furry... Princess thinks that he and Miss Edith would have much to talk about now. I wonder if I should visit and invite him to a tea party? Current Mood: curious

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February 11th, 2004

11:17 pm - Remembered One death passed - one yet to be. Current Mood: contemplative

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February 7th, 2004

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February 2nd, 2004

03:47 pm - As Dream Time Twinkle, twinkle, little star... Princess sees some death in store. One in sleep and other wake. Alas the Elder, it will not have cake. Current Mood: enthralled

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January 28th, 2004

03:31 am - That Go away... Current Mood: angry

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January 20th, 2004

06:37 pm - Irons They kept asking me if there was a spoon. I said there was. They said there wasn't... Poor spoon. We may lament it. Current Mood: confused

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January 5th, 2004

07:11 pm - I Can't Remember I'm a Princess. You killed daddy. Would you like to die? No... My name is Drusilla. You sniffed my basket. Prepare to giggle. No, no, no. I like daisies. You are a naughty biscuit. Now laugh at the bed as well. No! It isn't very fair. Current Mood: distressed

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November 29th, 2003

07:02 pm - Oh The kitty jumped just a mite too high. But it made friends with the tree nice. Current Mood: contemplative

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06:43 pm - Petly I found a pussy cat! Will teach it to leap on things. It may like cheese. Current Mood: cheerful

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November 20th, 2003

06:29 am - Hmm The boys were fighting just like they used to do again. Current Mood: nostalgic

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November 13th, 2003

09:27 pm - Time So it occured. The present wouldn't keep. Neither of them would... Oh. But you don't know about the other. Hmm. I took a fancy to not eating that yet. Was quite full enough and there was no need. The little dears don't even remember it yet. They can't quite get past their darkness, silly things. I do think their minds went quite to pieces in my care. Can't think of why... Only played with them. The onyx for longer so - but then the new, because that one hadn't screamed and we did fairly want to hear one made then. The onyx was crying and I said not to worry, because daddy made me hurt inside and out ever so much and they'd not even known a fraction if that. The new one questioned, so I said she can see too if she'd like to know. Such an adorable frown. They had a blank... Both of them did. I did too once. I couldn't... Couldn't see... Still don't on part. But dreams'll tell them. They always do, hmmmm? Perhaps they can remember when mummy let them taste the red from their cousins as well. But they didn't want to. It made me unhappy. So the babies had to be made and weren't allowed to breathe until they did that. They were going to be made new. The onyx had asked when they would get to be strong again, so mummy said when they asked and they did then. Lean back... The other hurt too. They said if dark's what it took then it's what they'd be. So wonderful... But the whispers said. They warned me... Princess had to go then... So the blood from departed was made to write a message on the wall. The little lamb rhyme... The one we remember. Then blew them a kiss each and said they were to be good or daddy would come for them too. Run and catch... Run and catch... The lamb is caught in the blackberry patch... Current Mood: frustrated

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October 23rd, 2003

01:51 am - Place I found the other place. That and a treat with slightly more fight in it than many have been... But she is getting quite tired now, considering how much the poor thing has been through. Shh. You're not supposed to know Princess put them through it... But they appear as a little onyx of death and... And whispers said. That is should be given the gift of a daughter. I wonder. They don't quite like the messy red paint or bones made as happy darkling keep sakes, made from their cousins of sort. Well... Not at first. I think they're quite coming round to liking it now so... They can't be let go of yet, you see, for it's only chains and ropes that keep them like that. I told the voices that it's not nice to make people without permission, whether spoken or else - and that we must see if they pass of test. Found her with a little clickety-clack taken from one of the deadened others, but it's nice to let children play like that. It keeps them occupied. If they speak out of turn, then mummy gets to cut their skin with blade or nail if she has to. I can resist it. I can now... I had so many now. Daddy would be proud. I sang her a song. It almost got to the bit where little Anne was talked about and... And that's not yet for her to know. She's not family. Or not at the moment. Asked her of it... Said would she like me to let her live. She said yes... So perhaps she may have a life then. Just had to put needles on her eyes though. To tape in place. I had to! She kept looking away, when others were made to scream in their place and Princess had wanted her to see it. But her clothes are ever so tattered now and Princess can't remember how they got that way of late. Was it the knife? Was it the claw handle? Was it the scratchiness? I almost skinned her... I do remember that... Can't recollect why didn't. It might've looked nice. Would look reddened then. Or have I mixed them with another then? I know she screamed. People scream a lot. Oh dear. I don't remember. I dont' remember at all. Do they deserve hurting so? Could always ask them. They tried to put words in their clickety-clack then. I looked. She put it away so. I told her, that some people see my thoughts as well, people from a different world, where people see it as if a diary on a telly but, hmm, she didn't believe. Said that she did. Wanted the ice away but weren't allowed to. Made them hold ice. They shiver ever so. It makes me want to bite so much... Told them it's just as daddy taught me to do. She asked who it was. Told them it's our Angel. An Angel that called me a Devil Child and made me in their image. The priests used to say God did that in part as well. Does that make daddy God? No... God hasn't finished weeping for me yet. Current Mood: predatory

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October 14th, 2003

10:53 pm - Sneaking It isn't quite fair. The whistling one got to know secrets that weren't there's to in first place... It made Princess very upset when the whispers said that. It had been ever so nice to play in the pretty heads with their dreams and lure them like fish to a bucket. One with blood in. Theirs. Ever so nice medicine... It would've been quite lovely to have had some when I was ill, but... Hmm, think no more. It wouldn't make for a happy Princess to remember of so much. Spike.... It feels quite wonderful to eat from such happy slit necks like that. It makes you feel like you can fly, except you can't, unless you jump out the window and Princess did, but she felt like bouncing after that time... But Slayers do taste nice. Like honey mixed with milky wine and trussed up in a sweetly sugary silk handkerchief. But now they try to interupt my game and it isn't so fun, at present. Perhaps there'd be another place that could be? Current Mood: full

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October 9th, 2003

05:51 am - Heeeeeee... Princess is being oh so quite crafty. It was a whole new place and she seen a lovely honey pot she wanted for her happy new play time. Lured them so, each and every and perhaps one and all one day... Had been so long since tasting one. Would like another soon, please. Current Mood: mischievous

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October 3rd, 2003

02:47 am - Oh William... Current Mood: enthralled

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September 18th, 2003

01:09 am - Stuff I started a fire today. A lovely big one. It flared and it sparked and it was ever so dancey - but then it seemed to want to dance with Princess and I didn't like that then. Flamey dance and Princess don't mix well... And now my dress is torn and shall have to make someone not need their one anymore so... Current Mood: discontent

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September 5th, 2003

09:57 am - Think Hmmm... I miss being crafty. There just isn't the opportunity for it these days, what with people being goodly and so few dungeons being kept all nice as they should be. It is rather lamented. So little attention to craft, it would be quite a wonder that any could make a lovely guillotine if there was another little war again one day. Would suppose we may see if any could be needed in time. One day they bought a blood orange - but there was none seen in it. Princess was very disappointed. Current Mood: bored

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August 23rd, 2003

07:23 pm - Hushing I don't like France! Current Mood: distressed

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August 20th, 2003

04:07 am Should perhaps make a list... Wonder what of? Some ponies I would like to eat? On why people think my reasons aren't very well to do and dislike it? Or what Princess likes to sing when redly water flows over the room? Current Mood: productive

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02:21 am - In Moon Time I see the moth and realise it's just the same... Current Mood: curious

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August 17th, 2003

11:53 pm - Laughed? Would any have a biscuit? I would like cake. That and some tea. It had been quite a time since they taste like they used to do, but if Princess makes a happy person's wrist open in the cup, did you know I think it's made almost as good? Rather tasteful that is. Like a puppy but one that doesn't want to have relations with leg or other parts. The voices had told me the lawyers aren't made of steel but that they like to think they are. The special red planet is coming near though. More close than it would be if people didn't war and call names much. Some do say that it could like that. But others fancy of it a lot more. Current Mood: relaxed

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August 16th, 2003

01:31 pm - Ohh Pretty in dream! Current Mood: excited

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August 9th, 2003

10:25 am - Mewling I do miss Miss Edith... They won't know where it was and the voice spoke but body's far. Too many voices heard. Too many and they're drunk. Too many because they are always heard. Am wondering where to visit for a holiday - the voice of one in particular does call and the slumber shall wake in due course, we do think. Or so fairies said... They splonk in puddles and dance on flowers, but Princess does it in blood because daddy made her that way. But I don't like to remember of it... The images hurt so. Far more than necessary. Did they have to kill the holy sisters? Didn't like that part. Current Mood: contemplative

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August 5th, 2003

02:19 am Would any care for a crafty spank? Can remember when daddy did and wore knickers in them days, but men don't like to wear them no more... William taunted for that. They got ever so drunk and daddy put on grandmother's face powders and danced. Did ask of the most peculiar things then... Wouldn't believe it, if you were told. Grandmum giggled and then told me off for doing the same. Chocolate-chocolate-chocolate! Current Mood: thoughtful

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July 26th, 2003

11:57 pm - Well Who wouldn't do, hmm? It's so tempting. Especially when flowers are put in their pots... Current Mood: artistic

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July 21st, 2003

12:27 pm - Bounced The ball went up, then it went down and then it stopped when all cut open. The little playing dears didn't like that. So did it to them as well... Current Mood: creative

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July 18th, 2003

06:57 pm - Sound Do miss the rainy flowers. The daisies... Such nice white petals. I didn't like France, but the poppies, oh the poppies, the poppies they had... Fields... Cried back there. I walked through and met so many young men that still fought the battles; some who didn't know their bodies were graved - and still they fought, fought without knowing how. Strange. I saw families too. Told them to go to the light because I can't do it as I am now. It was nice to see them meet so. Spike held me then... Let the tears flow... Don't remember if I told of why, or even if I knew it either. For quite a time we held on tight and watched the moon rise across the sky, perhaps smiling it seemed, just as it can. I'm older, you know? Older than those boys, or their mummies, daddies, brothers and sisters as well. They didn't understand it... Not most at least. I think they were confused no others could see them... Then there were others that never stopped to question if those that live ever should. For some the battle's still raging there. Others won't leave, thinking it another home. Yet more went to the light long ago, leaving only memories to live where they stepped. Strong memories... The kind that some mistake for the ones who don't know their bodies went away. It's difficult to tell which is what sometimes. Princess can do though. And still the cannons fire, thunder split, across the heavens. Invisible it is. Invisible to all, save us. We who see it... We whose eyes can't close to ghosty talk. Heaven... The priests and mummy always said I'd go there if I was a good girl. Funny to think it was an Angel that made sure that I'd never do. Current Mood: nostalgic

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July 17th, 2003

07:17 pm - Water Fishes! Fishes! Fishes! But all the people know they stopped burning so long ago. Princess says it did. Current Mood: enthralled

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July 16th, 2003

11:23 pm - Eee Crafty mouse moving! I miss the Lauren that spoke nicely and Cat Snake Girl and the many rest... Why did the glorious one have to taunt with a pretty neck? Tell it to stop. The dreams look funny when they do that. Current Mood: curious

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July 13th, 2003

12:37 am - Patterns They come in the sky. Happy clouds. Sometimes not so very... Why do some believe the lies they said of? Deadly, deadly, deadly... Have you ever asked the spider about what it thinks? I could tell you. Of such terrible ideas. Trap! The spring's gone. But did you see? No... Not quite yet. Slayer still talks. Oh yes it does. It always does. Not like me though. I remember the bridge. London bridge - or the tower... People confuse. Heads. Heads on them. Heads lined up, they were. With all their insides taken lick-sharp out. Current Mood: uncomfortable

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July 6th, 2003

04:09 pm - Hmm Want. Miss. Should have had. Would like to taste. Rather fun. Current Mood: awake

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July 2nd, 2003

11:37 pm - Laugh The funeral is done and kittens jumped. I don't know why. They wouldn't say that. Have you ever talked to them as well? Ever such funny whiskers. I remember the ducks. In the pond. Hmm. Like bulls but not. They make odd sandwiches. Should not do that. But mummy tried once and the bread went all red and peculiar. Had thought they didn't fit it quite properly. The electric messenger told of many things. Some believe it me. But they're ever so wrong. It's a nice friend that spoke nice. The king of cups has a birthday soon. Watch it well, for they will mark so... But not quite yet. In time could perhaps. Current Mood: curious

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June 30th, 2003

12:23 am - Nicer The party may perhaps resume. I like them better... Like fishes that bark. They do! I seen them. Like when they said the potatoes had eyes. Don't like that much. It means they could see when the people... Do stuff to them. How very quaint that is. Wonder how it can be to feel your skin be ripped off slowly one day... Oooh. Causes mummy shiver. Had a dream so. But didn't like that. It had angels saying things that weren't pretty very much. The news wasn't fun. Current Mood: curious

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