Joined: 9 Apr 2013
Perry May had seen so many of those sympathetic looks before, he past
deeds were full of them. Poor little Perry May was never told what exactly a 'ring finger'
was. No never, Ms. Perry May was as ignorant as a child when it came to such things.
Strangley, the girl was full to the brim with knowledge of morbid spells and historical
facts about the taboo of alchemy. But several life long things, regarding cultures,
morals, hygiene, even what animal made what sound, was lost to Perry May.
For all her books told her nothing like that.
Nothing of what a duck said,
or what a bird sang,
or what Cow produced,
or what a man's job was,
what a women's moral faith belonged too,
who created the world,
or even where babies came from.
No. Nothing at all. Ms. Perry May was frightfully ignorant to all of these things. She
only knew what she read, only read from her books, and only possessed books on foreign
meditation, witch craft, and black magic. How was Perry to know she danmed herself to a
life alone, forever, without a second thought?
Perry May had hoped the doctor would tell her what bothersome thing was related to loosing
her 'ring finger'. Yet, his lips never answered her such.
Probably for the best.
Little Perry May would've went into hysterics. For, she did want a family of some sort.
Some caring man to stroke her hair at night. Someone.
Perry's head cocked to the side slightly, large bright blue eyes showing slight confusion.
"Why..?" Said the young girl as if she had never heard of such a thing. But Perry
May certainly hadn't. She hadn't the time to question things, her book never told her to,
so she never did.
Why was the sky blue, what was the moon, how did she breathe, what were the rats doing
scuttling across the floor? These questions, like so many others, faded to the distant
part of Perry's mind. She couldn't bare it.
"I..." Perry's hands droped to her thighs, along with her head. Several long locks of hair
drapped over her shoulder. "I'm.. not quite sure... But.. He did call me insolent many
Perry May glanced up to the doctor, her eyes seeming nervous. "I.. I don't think I
should.." Perry's legs even started to anxiously bounce. "Perhaps... It was.."
"Maybe.. It was because..."
Perry May really did try to think of something..
"I don't know..." Perry shrugged her shoulders, finally giving up. A light smile returning
to her girlish façade,
"All I did was paint what I was feeling. Like he told me to do. I suppose he didn't like
my painting very much." Said the girl nodding her head politely. Then waving her hands
dismissively, "He called it the work of mindless Heretic. Then told me to never paint
"So I shan't."
Dr. Elliot Austin Dennis Haste II
Head Doctor ||||
Neurologist, Sociology, Etiquette, and Behavioral Sciences.