Measure

hello again peoples!

Seth gave me a list.  He needs some kind of root, a few mushrooms, and bugs. Lots of bugs.

I’m not looking forward to the bugs.

I don't know what to put here, hmmm

The sky is still a sort of light blue. The moon is out, although it’s nowhere close to full. Everything is quiet. Still.

It’s nice, being out of that house. I feel so…stuck, sometimes. There’s the waffles and the refrigerator hum and the ticking clock. There’s the sunbeams moving across the floor, the dust floating in the light. And there’s Seth out in his garden, out at his lab, doing his alchemy.

And what am I doing?

I've been getting into The Walking Dead lately

I wonder what it’s like to be a tree. I wonder if they talk to the other trees, if they twist their roots around each other, if they find companionship even though they’re rooted to the same spot for their whole lives.

Maybe I’m a tree, and that’s what I do. I wind my roots around Seth’s roots, and I keep him steady and upright.

I wish he was here. I thought he would be here. I thought he would say yes, that he would come with me.

He looked so kind when he said no.

I park the car and get out. The door slams shut.

it's pretty cool, and so far it's not too icky for me. I can handle the gore.

Aleister’s Elixirs and Sundries.

I wish it was the kind of magic shop that moves. I know it’s not. I’ve never been here before, but it’s been here for decades. I drove past it every day when I used to work at the diner. A proper magic shop should disappear into another dimension after you buy a cursed item.  But here, apparently, they accept returns.

UGH I suck at the writings!!!!

It’s much more yellow than I imagined.

It's all just Sarah ruminating about the same old damn things and I suck I suck I suck

Yellow and red and brown. Fall colors.

I don’t see any lemur toes. I want to buy a lemur toe. I think it’d be fun. I could take it home, put it under Seth’s side of the bed. I would think that it would make him more virile, but really it would call up zombies from under our floors. I would fight my way through the horde, cutting off zombie heads with my chef’s knife, and I would come back here, covered in blood that wasn’t mine, and I would want to return the lemur toe. But the shop wouldn’t be here.

But this isn’t a proper magical shop, and so it would be here, and I could return the lemur toe, and the zombies would go away, and I would be stuck looking at my chef’s knife.

Ugh I don't know if I can carry a whole story with just Sarah, but you know, like Valley - maybe I will get to do chapters from other POVs

The man behind the cash register is very much not yellow. I like his red button down shirt and the rose in his lapel.

“May I help you?” he asks. His voice is low and rough.

oh well, this is still just the third chapter. Third chapter of Valley was Meeting, right?

I tell him what Seth told me. I try to ignore the jar full of freezer bunnies on the counter. I think I can hear them screaming, faintly.

wee yay I am having the funs!

He gives me a look.

I probably messed up. I don’t know anything about alchemy. I’m stupid. Seth should have come to get his own bugs and mushrooms and whatever.

He’s going to be mad when I get home. I’ll just tell him that he should have come himself, that I don’t know what I’m doing, that I do everything wrong. Except waffles. But I think I do waffles wrong too, because he just plays with them and gets the syrup everywhere and he never actually eats them. So I throw them away, and I wash his plate, and me and the refrigerator hum a song, and the clock ticks and ticks and ticks.

I think I've pretty much hit the acceptance stage. Team Cluster B is gonna stalk me as long as I do Sims stories, and I'm just gonna do my thing and let them watch me obsessively if they want. Guess I'm just that fascinating.

The cashier man looks at me. I wonder why his eyes are so red, and what the tattoo on his neck means, and why his skin is such an unhealthy color. I look at the wands on the wall behind him. Maybe it was a magical accident.

He opens his mouth. I decide that his tattoo means that he belongs to the Sharp and Incisive Debate Gang.

“Lady, you sure that’s what you want?”

Speaking of obsession - one of my cats is obsessed with sitting in my lap, and I'm like Oreo girl I'm trying to write a story here

Why is it so hard to buy mushrooms and bugs? I just want to buy mushrooms and bugs and go home to my husband and and give him the mushrooms and smash the bugs in his face and go to bed. Why is that too much to ask?

I try to remember the list Seth gave me.

“Yes, I need mandrake roots, glow orbs, and lots of rhinoceros beetles. It’s for my husband. He’s doing an experiment.”

The cashier man looks at me some more.

“All right, give me a few minutes to find everything,” he says.

He wanders off into the back of the store, and I explore.

I hope I can finish this tonight

The alien fetus in the jar is not screaming, not even faintly. I think it might be waving at me.

The bottles and jars are so colorful and pretty. I’ve never been in Seth’s alchemy lab. I always imagined it as a white spare space, all sharp angles and stainless steel.

Perhaps I will hold on to the bugs, and I will tell him that he can’t have them until he lets me into his lab.

I pick one of the bottles up and look at the label.

Do Not Drink Alone At 2 A.M. In A Kitchen With A Bare Fluorescent Light Bulb Hanging Over The Chipped Sink With Wooden Cabinets On Either Side EVER!!!!!

Hmm. I wonder what’s inside it. Perhaps it’s liquid death and despair, and if you drank it in those circumstances it would overload your death and despair circuits and you would just die, right there on the kitchen floor, with the bare bulb flickering above you. I like to think that there would be syrupy plates in the sink. And the refrigerator would hum a happy song.

The cashier man comes back. He gives me a bag, and another look. I don’t think he’s happy with me.

I pay him and walk out.

look at me being lazy with the pics!

“Be careful with that,” he says. “Also you might want to start doing cardio.”

I think that he must be the lowest ranked member of the Sharp and Incisive Debate Club.

if I do get this done before I go to bed, it'll be way too late to do the ad on LJ

I hear a woman’s voice behind me.

“That for your man?”

Where did she come from?

“Woman! I said, is that bag for your man?”

She must have been in the store.  Maybe she was near the fireplace.

I stay away from fire.

so I will advertise it tomorrow night

“Yes, this is for my husband.”

The door closes behind her.  I hear her breathing.

not at lunch, because lolololol I don't get to come home for lunch anymore

“You’re Sarah Morrigan, right? Live in that big house right by the park? I didn’t know he ever let you out.”

What do you say to that?

She keeps talking.

“I heard what he wanted. I’m surprised Snypes let you have it. I’d be careful, girl, if I was you.”

I mutter a thank you and keep walking to my car.

This is hilariously longer than Valley's third chapter

I get out. I get out a lot. It took me a few minutes to get used to driving, and it seemed surreal to see the streetlights and the houses and the bushes and the cashier man. But that doesn’t mean anything. So I don’t go shopping much. I go out. Just earlier today I was out in the yard with Seth. I don’t stay in the house all the time.

I mean shit, my word count says 1208, and we've got a few more pics to go

Also how did she know my name? I don’t know her. I’ve never seen her. But she knew my name.

I am so tired

I walk towards the house, with its lights and its sink and its cabinets, and I remember that I should not drink alone in the kitchen at 2 a.m.

But I want to finish this before going to bed

I walk past the clock, past the refrigerator. I don’t see Seth anywhere. I dump the bag of ingredients on the kitchen counter and head upstairs.

I am so tired. I just want to sleep. Let the beetles eat the counter if they want. I don’t care.

Check out Sarah's pajamas dudes!

Upstairs, I find that Seth is not in his alchemy lab. He’s already in bed. He lies there, snoring.

I look at him.

three llama moon shirt, bitches!!!!

I think about this afternoon. About his fingers. His mouth. His skin.

I remember how he said my name.

she pulls in all the dudes with that shirt, man

Tomorrow, I will make him waffles for breakfast. I’ll give him the ingredients. He will be grateful, and he will touch me again, his mouth pressing against mine, his fingers sliding across my skin. The shadow will stay away, and he will be here and he will be mine, and I won’t have to be careful.

Alllmmooossttt there!

I don’t want to be careful.

last pic freaking finally!!!! Also we're more than 500 words over the wordcount of the third Valley chapter. Also they are super cute here.

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12 Responses to Measure

  1. I love you and your work. I really, really do. ❤

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    • medleymisty says:

      Well that’s good, because I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WORK TOOOOO!!! *big giant hug of hugginess and love* 🙂 Thank you a lot yay, and I am glad that you are my friend. 🙂

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  2. Scribbles says:

    Wow is it ever claustrophobic in that house! (And that’s despite the fact that it’s a big, white space.

    The Alchemy shop was very yellow… I wonder what beetles and mushrooms make?

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    • medleymisty says:

      I am extremely claustrophobic, you know. Although with my job and having to go in elevators fairly often, I’m at least getting better about elevators. I still won’t go in one that has all the blue stuff hanging in it though, like they do sometimes at one of the satellite offices. And yeah – it may be a big open house, but if you’re stuck there like Sarah is…

      I guess if you had Sims 3 you’d know! 😉 I think you already know really, lol. *tries weakly to not spoil you*

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  3. Blu Paws says:

    Your metaphors are so fantastic. The drive to the magic shop was so beautiful. I want to be someone’s tree and have someone be mine.
    Snypes served as an obvious creep with his grey skin and fangs, but that lady was the kind that materializes out of no where and calls you by your full name kind of creep. I wonder how many of the residents speculate and thinks that Seth keeps her prisoner in that house. She goes out, dammit!
    Now I’m wondering just what the hell is there to be careful about with those ingredients. What are you up to Seth?
    MORE, please! =)

    Btw, are the jars of alien fetus and bunnies cc, or sims 3 quirkiness? I don’t even know what I would do with them in my game, but I want.

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    • medleymisty says:

      Awww, thank you! I do like metaphors. 🙂

      Moonlight Falls is a beautiful town. It’s definitely my favorite of all the towns.

      *hugs* You’ll find your tree, promise.

      I just roll with what the game gives me, man. I sent Sarah to the alchemy store, and there was Count Snypes at the register (I’d never seen him before) and a random lady tourist wandering around the shop. I didn’t do nothin’, except take pictures. 😉

      Oh, you’ll find out what Seth is cooking up in his alchemy lab! 😉

      Nope, not CC. They were just there in the alchemy store. I haven’t even seen them in buy mode, although I’m sure they’re there somewhere? I need to actually build a set soon, so I will look around then.

      *hugs* Thank you for being an awesome friend person. 🙂

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  4. Robin says:

    Intense! I CAN”T wait for the next part!! 🙂

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    • medleymisty says:

      Woo yay!

      And I am now officially on vacation! I plan to do like the last half of Valley here and update once a week. I’ve got some stuff I need to do before the next update, but I’m on vacation so I have some more time. 🙂

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  5. Oh, Sarah. I’m already getting so attached to her through this. 😦

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    • medleymisty says:

      Yay! Thank you! 🙂 And yeah – I kind of feel like a lot of people ignore her, because she’s in the shadow of Seth’s burning brilliance. So that’s one of the things I hope to do with this story – bring her out more and let people get to know her better. 🙂

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  6. I didn’t realised how much I missed this story until now. I’ve got a new net connection and have finally caught up with this story! Love your writing so much and this tale….I want to know more yet I’m terrified for Sarah! You keep me hanging!!

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    • medleymisty says:

      Awww, thank you! 🙂 *hugs* Yay for the new connection!

      I had a cold all last week and so I couldn’t write, but I’m hoping to have the next update out in a few days. 🙂 And you should probably always be terrified for Sarah. 😉

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