[Lost] January Challenge

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When you are stuck between a rock and a hard place which do you throw yourself against futily to escape? When you are choosing between two evils, is there any point in choosing the lesser if you are still going to be choosing evil?

The bottle had long since run dry but that didn’t matter any more, the delicious little creature huddled next to him was sating his Hunger and quenching his thirst. But even that had its limits it seemed. There was only so much that he could extract before she to started to run dry, her Desire changing and shifting into something else.

He felt like Mister Creosote, bloated and fat, gorged on Glamour, filled completely with anothers Desire, so full that he probably shouldn’t have even a wafer thin minty tasting piece of the Wyrd. He might just explode; the Story had a habit of being irritating like that.

He’d spent his whole life since coming back devoted to living, to experiencing everything and there wasn’t really much else left to do. Nothing that he would actually be able to manage if he was realistic. If he didn’t lie to himself. So with a sigh he removed the eyepatch and put it down on the ground next to him before standing up where he knew His Lady would find it. He smiled sadly as the figure next to him stood as well unsteadily and leant against him for support. She was already getting angry and cold and he wove the last of his will and glamour around her. Hearing the heavy boots and light delicate footsteps crunching on the gravel his cue in the last Scene.

He was, and always had been a coward at heart. Which was why he could never do the last thing he could realisitically do himself. A few choice words and a slap about the face however got the help he needed. He could be a complete and utter bastard when he wanted to be, but then, he had never been one to do things by halves. And as he fell he heard the screams and shouts, his own voice mixing in with them.

When you are stuck between a rock and a hard place which do you throw yourself against futily to escape?

You don’t. You pick the higher one to jump off.