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herr_bookman) wrote2014-10-15 09:05 pm
herr_bookman) wrote2014-10-15 09:05 pm
OOM: The Third Day
The third day is always the hardest.
It is when Autor most desperately wants to sleep, to cave in to his body's incessant demands. When he first started completing Drosselmeyer's rites, he invariably fell asleep on the third day.
Well, I was twelve, what did Father expect? he thinks, and allows himself to yawn to pop his ears. He sniffles a little, shivering; his blazer is no longer damp from the water he'd dumped on himself earlier. I'd better not be coming down with a cold.
Autor knows his friends will think he's crazy for subjecting himself to the ritual of purification and sharpening--where he cleans himself off with a pitcher of water and then stays awake, not moving, for three days--in order to commune with an oak tree. But he believes it will be worth it once he grasps Drosselmeyer's power to bend reality through the power of Stories.
The aspiring Spinner will go through the ritual as many times as it takes. As often as his weak body allows. And he curses himself for being weak in more ways than one; since he'd started coming to Milliways, he'd slacked off, ignored the rites, and lost his focus.
Autor yawns again, curling his toes in his shoes. His neck hurts, and he's groggy, bleary-eyed.
The third day is always the hardest.
It is when Autor most desperately wants to sleep, to cave in to his body's incessant demands. When he first started completing Drosselmeyer's rites, he invariably fell asleep on the third day.
Well, I was twelve, what did Father expect? he thinks, and allows himself to yawn to pop his ears. He sniffles a little, shivering; his blazer is no longer damp from the water he'd dumped on himself earlier. I'd better not be coming down with a cold.
Autor knows his friends will think he's crazy for subjecting himself to the ritual of purification and sharpening--where he cleans himself off with a pitcher of water and then stays awake, not moving, for three days--in order to commune with an oak tree. But he believes it will be worth it once he grasps Drosselmeyer's power to bend reality through the power of Stories.
The aspiring Spinner will go through the ritual as many times as it takes. As often as his weak body allows. And he curses himself for being weak in more ways than one; since he'd started coming to Milliways, he'd slacked off, ignored the rites, and lost his focus.
Autor yawns again, curling his toes in his shoes. His neck hurts, and he's groggy, bleary-eyed.
The third day is always the hardest.