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Elliot
Legacy Name: Elliot


The Nightmare Keeto
Owner: helix

Age: 13 years, 4 months, 1 week

Born: July 22nd, 2009

Adopted: 3 years, 4 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: July 28th, 2019

Statistics


  • Level: 10
     
  • Strength: 15
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 49
     
  • Books Read: 48
  • Food Eaten: 108
  • Job: Candy Maker


notes & ideas
the boy who kills everything he touches.

- stag skeleton with a ribcage full of flowers
- glacier irion?
- roses, dead things, skeletons, flowers (dying).
- art: a man looking at his hands, which are bones; skin falling away, confused expression, maybe holding a bird who is turning into a skeleton? (art ref minus the egg)
- story about temptation. father warns him that if he touches anything it will perish and that applies to humans too, but he thinks it's a projection of his father's guilt about killing his mother.



messy story notes

I. retrouvailles

She moves closer and closer to me until her body is flush against mine. Her hands trace spirals across my stomach and her eyelids, fluttering, leave me full of want. I open my mouth to speak but can find no words, only the sensation of my fingers twitching. Burning.

I am weak. My hands move to her of their own accord - demonic - then stop. I pull them back, rest them against the wall behind my back.

"I'm sorry," I manage. My voice shakes and its tremors fill the air, leaving the space between us vibrating. Charged.

"It's okay." The words leave her lips in a slur almost intoxicated, barely a whisper. I raise my hands to the base of her chin -- so close -- and they hover there, an inch from her skin. I cannot touch her. I won't. I move my hands away and tilt my head. Her lips part with mine.

I am not a monster. I must convince myself of this every day.

➵ ➶ ➴ ➵

II. tuerie

It was dark in the living room and I was broken. Then I saw the shadow of the two of them, dancing across the wall. He put his hands around her neck and he killed her.

III. Admonition

In the dark, this is what he said:

x x

He was a black shadow against the wall.

IV

I had a bird when I was younger, I remember. A conure.

V

I knelt over her body. My hands shook and shook and they wouldn't stop.

I knelt over, doubling from the pain and begged forgiveness from the floor.

i am not a monster.

but sometimes I am.

Pet Treasure


Common Grasshopper

Sunbird Skull

Ice-Carved Snoohok

Lumoth

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