The Three Realms and a Lesson in Weirdness

This has been reblogged from my other fiction site, Way of the Weird.

Greetings Dreamers!

I apologize that it has been so long since last I wrote or provided you with anything of substance. As you may remember, my last communication was about exploring your own Weirdness — or The Weirdness Experiment. Well, I have to say that since I’ve only just Awakened to my own Weirdness, I conducted my experiment, and well, I’m embarrassed to say I inadvertently irritated some beastly thing that escaped the Spaces Between and is now hiding somewhere in my apartment.

I was doing an experiment with magick circles, because from what I understand you can create a bubble so that you can see into the Space Between and well, see what it looks like. I mean, since I can’t remember being there — not being Immortal and all –and I was curious after reading about it. Well, we know curiosity kills the cat, and in this instance, my curiosity killed my cat — at least Mr. Giggles didn’t suffer because this thing ate him in one bite. Oh, and he’s definitely dead, Mr. Schrödinger.

Anyway, I saw this thing swimming around in the Weird, looking at me with these glowing blue eyes. Looked harmless enough from the confines of my magick circle. So I started to tap on the wall of Weirdness that separated me from the creature. Well, unlike fish who simply swim away when you tap on the tank, this thing got irritated, irate even and started banging on the wall between us as well, like it was trying to get in. Well, this scared the heck out of me, so I decided it was time to close the circle before it succeeded. Here is a very important safety tip for doing incantations — never mispronounce or miss a word. Rituals are rituals for a reason. And I missed one word, which was misinterpreted by the universe as something else and, well, now I have a new creepy roommate until Laertes finds a way to send it on its way.

If it gets out of my apartment I really don’t know what it will do. It yells at me in some language I don’t understand, clearly trying to communicate with me. Laertes has informed me that it is speaking in a strange dialect of Loethian — the first language, the language of the Weird. He did tell me that we needed to get the little guy back into the Spaces Between or it would complicate matters. So I don’t think there is any immediate danger, but I have been sleeping on the balcony at night, because, well, its creepin’ me out. Just in case it does get out, it kinda looks like an oily black spider with tentacles instead of legs, and it can make its mouth pretty big — poor Mr. Giggles didn’t stand a chance.

So, the moral of the lesson today, keep your cat safely locked up away from wherever you are doing your experiments. Be psychotically aware when preparing and using any incantations or rituals you may want to try. And never ever make eye contact with the creepiness that floats in the Spaces Between.

While Laertes and I figure a way to get the creature out of my apartment, I’ve posted a new section to the Libellus as translated by Laertes. The Three Realms

We will speak soon.

The Crier

In Memory to Mr. Giggles 2005 – 2013

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Michael Hibbard

I am a writer of dark fantasy and southern gothic literature

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