Hi. Uh…er…Skinny here. This is my first time writing a blog post—at least that’s what Kearth says it is. I’ll take his word for it. What do I know? I’m a ruins hermit. I just know about hermitty things. You can probably tell it’s my first time. Maybe you can’t. But you probably can. But maybe you can’t.
Anyway, Kearth asked me to say…er, write…a few words. At first I didn’t know what to write because I’m just a ruins hermit, but then I said to myself, “I’m Skinny, the Ruins Hermit! I must have something to write, right?” (To be perfectly clear, when I asked the question I wasn’t really talking to myself. I was thinking to myself. There’s a difference.)
But now that I’m writing, I forgot what I was going to write about. I guess I should just…
Wait. Did you hear that? Wait a moment. It may come back. Wait…wait…wait…no, I guess not.
As I was saying/writing, I forgot what I was going to write about and I…
Wait. Stop. Halt. There it is again. I know I heard it that time. It was the sound of……shhh, I hear it again. Be very quiet. Stop fidgeting, and stay still.
No, it’s gone.
Now it’s back.
Now it’s gone.
I think it’s back. It’s little clicking sounds that come and go. Not really voices, although it could be. Maybe little, tiny, itty clicking voices. I notice them speak-clicking when I’m writing as if they are trying to distract me from writing…or trying to tell me what to write. You can’t hear them? Little clicking voices? Speaking to me? I better get back to the ruins. There may be something big going on.
The funny thing is, I still don’t remember what I was going to write. It was probably really good. Sorry.