My wish? You want to know my wish? Oh, stop, you’re making me laugh. But you still want to know, you say? You flatter me. You really do. To think that I would have a wish so innocent to tell you. What’s that? You think I’m innocent? You think there’s no way a sweet little thing like me could be nothing but innocent. I see. Well, you are partially right, I’ll give you that. I am innocent. I am naive. Then what’s so wrong with my wish? If I told you, that would be telling you my wish in a way. But maybe I can get around it. If I were to have one wish and that wish were to come true, let’s just say the world as we know it would be in pieces. Death, destruction, and despair would stalk every corner. Souls would be tortured. Lives abandoned. An evil chaos would reign free. Your wide eyes tell me everything I need to know about your reaction. And you know what? There are many wishes that could ultimately lead to that outcome. But you’re smart. You can tell by my voice I have one specific wish in mind. Oh, I do. Everyone has a dark side, you see. I’m still not telling. What’s that? You want to tell me your wish? How cute. You wish to know what my wish is. You’re making me laugh again. But I see you don’t like my black fog as I disappear into the shadows. You’re in pain. I won’t make it stop. Why? Because you brought this upon yourself. You know how the saying goes. I can’t help but grin. “Be careful what you wish for.”
August 9, 2015
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