Chapter Sixty-Four: Accessory Stunt

Funny thing about constructs; they're all in the mind.

You give me rain, I give you a godsdamned umbrella.

Fuck you, Boggart, fuck you and your tea, and your Jaffa cakes and your gelato and your sushi and your fear,

fuck

you.

Fuck that.

In other news, I just saw Pirates 4, loved it. Reviews haven't been good. But I loved it.

*Joce?

Chapter Sixty-Three: Cruf's Names Are

You all don't seem to care much.

I mean, it's not like he's experiencing all of his living Nightmares in one very simple construct or anything.

Bugger it all. At least pray for him, will you? Especially considering he's inadvertently whacked me in the nose a few times, little shit that he is.

-Boggart