Well, I think that I have been a little unnerved. A little. Enough for Wolf to wake up and shake himself and assure me that we’re the only ones here.
As much as I hate being lonely, I can’t lie: I get immense satisfaction sometimes in keeping myself company and knowing that there is just me and I can feel okay about that.
In other news, if I ever make any headway in that story of Æthelred the Black, I feel compelled to add a character that sprung into my mind yesterday, complete with pupilless eyes, curling horns, and a club that apparently he uses to bash people’s skulls in.
Not quite Tim Curry as Darkness, but maybe a few steps eviler than this guy. Not sure if he’s for or against unicorns.