Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Strange Bedfellows

But not literally.

Those of you who read the comments may have seen this one. An offer of a travelling companion from someone named David. I'll admit, I never thought much of it-after all, surely that David would never want anything to do with me. I'm a small fry with no real connection to his lover, after all.
And yet.
It's him.

But don't panic. He's... good. Kind to me. He's teaching me how to fight, trying to help me move forward. I don't really know why he's taken an interest in me. I mean. I asked, and he said I was interesting. Sweet. But. I mean, there's got to be plenty of more interesting Runners.

In any event, we're travelling together, apparently going to Hope. I'm not sure what to think of the fact that my protector is a proxy, but he's a kind man and I really enjoy travelling with him so far.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Calm Before the Storm

I'm sorry again that I haven't been posting much. It's been so quiet. I haven't seen anyone in a mask, much less the faceless wonder, in weeks. It's just been... peaceful. I dunno, maybe after Morningstar's maze there's nothing left for me to lose and I'm not fun enough prey for him to go after me?
I got lazy. Stopped running. Settled into this crappy apartment, kept taking classes. Learning to fight. Fooled myself into thinking I was safe.
I hadn't seen Him in a long time. Since... not long after... Well, you know.
I don't know why he hasn't come back, but I want to make the most of the time until he does.
This should be interesting, anyway. Can't help the feeling that something terrible's about to happen.

Sunday, October 2, 2011


I didn't mean to vanish, really. I kind of forgot this was here?
I've been trying to not think about it. About  the part of my life on the blog.
It's not that I'm not still Stalked, that I'm not still running. Because I am.

But. I have to keep moving forward, keep living, and I don't know how to do that if I let myself think about it. Because nights like tonight? When I do? It just... it just kills me.

I'm. I'd like to think I'm so much stronger now. I'm learning how to fight, and apparently I have a knack for it. I constantly have a collection of bruises from sparring, but I take down my opponent as often as they take me down these days.

I'd probably learn faster if I didnt' have to keep moving, but I don't feel comfortable staying in one town for more than a couple weeks. So I keep going, floating from town to town, finding places with community centers or YMCA's that offer free classes in defense.

I'll try to post more often, I don't want to worry anyone.