Intentions

“And what if he spoke in nothing but riddles and rhymes?  What then, Madam Mayhem?”

“I would try to understand what he wasn’t saying and unlock the puzzle box he’s created to hide in.”

“What if, when you dug around and unlocked the box, you found there was nothing inside?”

“I would say, there’s no such thing as nothing and I wasn’t looking hard enough.”

“And what if, Madam Mayhem, with  all your questions and all your experiments and all your time, you killed him?”

“What if, Sir Doubt, that was my intention all along?  What if, as I was driving him closer to the edge, tearing into him and betraying what was left of his humanity, I was finding me?  What if, as he died, I followed him into that other plane?”

“I would say, Madam Mayhem, that you would truly be happy as long as you were both insane!!!”

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Author: doing2016

I started writing when I was very young. Then I was mortified on a bus full of people when one of my stories was read aloud. I lost my focus and quit. Now, I'm trying to find my voice and my ambition. I love to write, good or bad. So, I'm doing it here and now. Thank you.

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