forgotten

[mute_pen]

It's past dark, but when you need the outhouse, you need the outhouse.

Isabel picks her way across the yard of her father's house in the moonlight, hoping to sneak back into bed without waking him.

Comments

[mute_pen]

"I bet it is too."

[growcrooked]

Nona grins.

[mute_pen]

"I guess you don't turn into any kind of bird."

[growcrooked]

She shakes her head.

[mute_pen]

"What do you do all day," wonders Etty, "if you can't go into the library anymore?"

[growcrooked]

"Eat. Sleep. Cry. Climb things. Fall off of them. Tidy the castle. Fuck myself."

[mute_pen]

Etty permits herself a blink at that last.

[growcrooked]

"What?"

[mute_pen]

"I don't usually hear people talking about that."

[growcrooked]

"You asked me what I do all day. I do a lot of that."

[mute_pen]

"I suppose you do have to occupy yourself somehow." She chews her lip. "...Is the bit about catching fire in the library just you, or could I go in?"

[growcrooked]

"I don't know. But if you catch fire, you might not live through it, so I wouldn't try it if I were you."

[mute_pen]

"So us swan types are only eternally youthful, and not invulnerable," concludes Etty.

[growcrooked]

"He could've changed something after the prince, but if he did, I don't know about it."

[mute_pen]

"I'll only try it if I become so bored or desperate as to risk immolation, then."

[growcrooked]

"Okay."

[mute_pen]

"People say burning is the worst death. Are they right?" asks Etty.

[growcrooked]

"It hurts a lot. I don't know if it's the worst death; I've never died."

[mute_pen]

"I imagine the dying part is roughly similar in all cases."

[growcrooked]

"I've done a lot of things people die from, but it's different when you're immortal. I've been set on fire and beaten and raped, and I've jumped off the top of the tower and tried to drown myself in the lake and eaten rat poison and broken glass. Fire hurts the most while it's happening, but it doesn't last as long as some of the rest - but I don't know if it'd kill you faster or slower."

[mute_pen]

Etty shivers.

[growcrooked]

"What?"

[mute_pen]

"It's - gruesome."

[growcrooked]

She laughs.

"That's my life."

[mute_pen]

"Well, maybe it's fixable."