Anything I say you lie along with me
Every song you sing is all because of me
"Well well well..." I say, creeping from the depths of the cold mountainous air. In truth, I am late to the party - but what good king arrives first? Let my subjects do as they're supposed to - guard the borders. Keep me safe. Keep our legacy safe.
It seems that I've wandered upon a mare - an Amazon - who is attempting to steal the young colt who recently joined our ranks. N-something, I don't remember. If he stays I suppose I will remember, but if not...eh. Names are like wind these days. Others have approached her first - Hurricane, and then the stallion who leads the army. Did he ever tell me his name? I don't remember. It's become a rather pleasant blur, this kingdomship.
"I see we've breached our contract," I lie. There is no contract, but does she know that? I'm unaware of the dealings of the jungle, of their secret meetings and voting on alliances. I know only that Scorch - the new queen - came to us shortly ago. We are friends, if not simply because her markings and general appearance fascinate me. This mare? She is plain and boring, so unlike the exotic Amazons I'd seen before. I doubt she could do me any harm, especially surrounded by my men. "Does your queen know of this? Is she supporting you? Or is this on your own accord - straying from the ranks? Proving yourself? Hmm?" I don't know what nerve I am most likely touching, because all I know is how to say the meanest thing. Battle experience? None. Do we have an alliance with the Amazons? Doubtful. Does anyone else know that? "I'm sure Scorch, a dear personal friend of mine, would love to hear of your deceit."
Lies, lies, lies! If only I knew the company I was keeping! If only I knew the truth behind my words!
If only, if only.
Anytime I cry you always laugh at me.
No matter what you do you belong to me
I’ve been reading in National Geographic about the Natives of Papua New Guinea. They would go to war with a neighboring tribe, when they conquered them the winners would eat the vanquished tribe’s best warriors, their medicine man, and their chief. Do you think it's possible to take someone's power by eating their flesh? Or could you do it just by bathing in their blood?
