February 28, Year 15 PE
NOON
Our camp visited by blacksprites last evening.They swarm just out of vision, droning without rest. In evidence is the crashing, tripping, swearing, praying, mortal whining triggered by their presence. Blacksprites, which live only briefly have small and winged feminine form, carry the next generation pupae-like within their bellies and are attracted by human emotion. Once detected, the emotion is played upon by a series of simple pranks, thus escalating any ill emotion and warping any good. They seek this high emotion for the final stage of what can only be described as larval implantation.
At any rate, many of our party wear headgear and veils to keep their ears, nose and mouth from becoming a birth conduit. I refuse to believe such things (I've never seen it with my own eyes and I have seen a few things in my life) but one must side with caution I say. Their true deviltry lies in their skill of incitement of "what might happen". In fact they thrive on this exponential worsening of any situation (by virtue of worry and the many fruits of worry).
THERE! The ink is splattered all over the floor... Of course,the most unsatisfactory reaction to their actions is none at all. Their very brief attention span and attraction to human emotion lead them very shortly away to the more uncontrolled soul.
Blacksprites,('spites', as they are more affectionately called) are dully dimwitted in their constant state of pregnancy and brief life span; to which they are unaware as bugs on a wall. More later. My dreams have been disturbed for many nights. I must rest now though now something buzzes at my ear like a whisper. I swore I heard the words.."too little...to late...".
I tire. |
