Forged with honesty
The inspiration was “Forged with honesty.” I wrote it in Violet (I find it easier to write fiction in colored pencil.) It’s a freewrite. ‘Nuff said.
EDIT: This was actually yesterday’s, but I saved it as a draft to check the formatting and forgot to publsih it. >_<
Here. Oh. It’s, er, a ring. I forged it out of honesty. I hope you like it. It’s not quite perfect, but I thought it would fit best.
Oh wait, don’t touch it quite yet; it’ll—well, just wait ‘til I’m gone. I’m afraid you won’t like what it says.
I never really know what to say or how to say it. I’m not great with communication, I guess. Even symbolism is lost on me. But when I saw the instructions browsing Wikipedia through Random Page, I knew I had to try.
I never could find that page again.
I’m sorry it took so long. It’s overdue, I guess. But there were all these complex directions, like catching a passing thought and letting it stew in a hot bath for three hours, and lighting a page with my favorite poem on fire—it took long enough just to find the poem, let alone somewhere I wouldn’t get in trouble for smoke fumes, and—I’m talking too much, aren’t I?
I’m not really one for words. I didn’t know if anything outside of pure, concentrated honesty could tell you well, the truth.
Just, wait to put it on, please? I’m not sure if I want to know what it says, either.