If she will make the mistake of letting me, I will go ahead and post.

The world has gotten more exciting in the last year. We have moved residence, almost permanently, to her shop in Snowtown. I have asked Miss Katarina to please finish designing Cyress Manor, so that we may live somewhere sensible, but she has thus far not deigned to acquiesce.

It entertains me, how often she sees knives as a part of her frustration. During her exam today, she was doing just terribly, and the temptation, the ever pervasive *want* for blood, to hurt herself was surfacing strong.

(It has been getting, of late, stronger. I like to think that that is at least partially my good work. Heh.)

In the meantime, I've a bit tied up in the basement to deal with --shh, don't tell Sor. She's not even aware K.Whimsy's *has* a basement. I don't think she'd mind though. After all, I need *somewhere* to do my good work, and the bedroom really will not cut it. It is...abysmal, its size.

So, ta.

E.Hyde, who is rather amused by his own growing control.

To say a truth, I am not altogether surprised that I do not post here often.

After all, posting here is, in its own way, steering. And she does not -will not- let me steer.

(I try to tell myself that it is alright, the delay will make the eventual takeover of her body all the sweeter, but at the moment, with her staring me down with that manic, looney grin, I am not altogether sure it is possible. Her downs are delicious, and so sweet to feed into, to encourage, but the immediate high she gets from defeating me, or Her, is...alarming. Dangerously trapping.)

That's all I really have to say, though. That this sweet little teenage girl with her sweet little teenage body will be mine, and sooner than she thinks. That drawing you did, my dear, you had to pose it, put your hand under your chin, your knife on your throat. Was it really that far from being my hands, instead?

I think not.

Good luck, my dear. *laughs* I do believe you'll need it.

E.Hyde who intends to arrange things so he may post here more often.