Monday, October 19, 2009

Song of the Day Twelve, An Unlikely Friendship

I'd like to note that writing one of these every day is hard. I really don't want to do it every night. When I do want to, it's early in the day, and Elphaba and Met will read it before it's posted. Thus, I am tortured by a device of my own design. Know ye that blood is shed daily to get you your daily dose of music and a tale! Know ye that Reogan writes with his lifeblood, and shall soon perish! Know ye, and be ashamed!

Friendship is an odd thing. Unlikely friendships are even odder. Such a friendship can be formed, say, when a hero destroys an entire tribe of evildoers, and hears a sound from a nearby building. Suspecting one last archer, readying an arrow, he darts behind a nearby boulder, and readies his still-bloody sword, and crouches behind his shield. He kicks a rock, and it collides loudly with a bubbling pot. The pot holds the morning stew, and the head of the creature that had been stirring it. The hero silently charged into the building and cut aside a curtain. He swings his sword downward, and barely manages to stop. Within the room is a crib, which holds a softly cooing babe. The hero, the same one who slayed the creature's village, reaches out a hand. The infant grasps his thumb, and a true friendship begins.

16 comments:

Elphaba said...

Okay, Reogan, just to make you feel better, I promise I won't read posts ahead of time. Deal?

Reogan said...

I refuse to be fooled by your lies!

Elphaba said...

Hey, I was actually being serious that time! If I was being patronizing, I would've hinted at in in the text by putting the word "patronizingly" in between asterisks. Thus, I was serious.

Reogan said...

It wasn't patronization, it was filthy, black LIES!

Elphaba said...

I swear on my "Wicked" soundtrack that I am not lying to you. I'd swear on the Bible, but this is not a judicial court.

Reogan said...

So now you've incurred the wrath of your namesake. Great idea. Liar.

Elphaba said...

Okay, Reogan, I'll do you one better. I swear on my "Wicked" soundtrack AND my copy of the book that I am not lying, AND may Elphaba turn me into a Flying Monkey if I do read posts ahead of time.







No wings yet...

Reogan said...

What about the tail?

Elphaba said...

Okay, let me rephrase again. I am still fully human, and have no characteristics of a Flying Monkey, except for the ones where most humans somewhat resemble them anyway. Better?

Reogan said...

Lies!

Elphaba said...

Ugh. I'm not even gonna try to argue with you anymore. You refuse to listen to reason/logic.

But I still win! Because I haven't read posts ahead of time as of Oct. 19, 2009, 7:42 PM! HA!

Reogan said...

However, isn't that a victory for me? Not only have I won the argument, but I have kept you from reading ahead.

Elphaba said...

You didn't keep me from it, I chose not to read ahead! But the victory is a moot point. We both win--how does that sound?

Reogan said...

That sounds great. I win the argument, and you win... two points.

Elphaba said...

Two points for what?

Reogan said...

Just two points. Save them up and you might one day have three. You're welcome.