I’M DOING COMMISSIONS BUY MY ART

Tenth Moon, day eight—

To take her mind off of her previous blunder, we managed to stumble across a humble little shadow play. It was portraying the time that Miyori and I first met. How I can recall it like it was just yesterday:

She and her adventuring party had stumbled into the lower level of the Death House. Curiosity had gotten the better of her, and she had touched a crystal ball. It would usually trigger a hoard of my own servants to attack, but… a satyr, already turned? I myself had to investigate.

I entered her mind. Offered my protection in exchange for her servitude… and then she laughed at me, like it was the most hilarious thing she had heard. Such petulance, I used to think. Little did I know that such actions would intrigue me… more than I thought they would.

Tenth Moon, Day 7–

In her mad pursuit of trying to entertain me with such childish activities at this carnival, it seems she’s grown bashful after making a rather comical mistake.

She brought me to some sort of.. house of mirrors. After one glance, she realized her flaw. Neither I, nor she could see herself in them. With her mood dampened, she walked right back out of the tent. Although it was quite humorous that she forgot about that little side effect, it does bother me somewhat that she became so downtrodden about it all.

…perhaps we could find something else to do.

Tenth moon, day two—

Cotton candy, or as Miyori calls it: candy floss, has always perplexed me. Sugar heated and spun into a wispy, puffy form. The flavor does not change, and yet the texture does.

I never was one to seek out sweets, but she insisted on getting one, in the crude image of a bat. It is, however, impressive that it could keep such a shape.

…suppose it’s alright, as long as she’s satisfied with it.

Tenth moon, day one—

Miyori would not stop incessantly chattering about some harvest festival that she had organized. Though I have told her many a time that I find these kinds of celebrations tom be trivial, I decided to be kind and indulge her whims today. After all, she said that she had a hand in organizing the thing. Hopefully my arrival will not be greeted with any sort of fanfare. I cannot stand any sort of loud cheering and large crowds.

WHO THE HELL IS THIS MF, AND WHY DO I THINK THEY’LL ABSTRACT?

You know them. You’ve seen them, and yet the entire Circus cast doesn’t even know they’re here! I think they’re gonna Abstract! Theory under the cut!

QUICKLY, PLAY THE HOZIER SONG

The CHEESE BOYS!!! The BOYS WHO EAT CHEESE!