I'm not crazy because pancakes five ooky.
I Am You
"What is it that makes men become what they hate?
"Is it pride? Power? Fear? All three, perhaps?
"Or is it something more?
"What is it that drives a man to turn his back on his beliefs?
"Insecurity? Overconfidence? Both?
Heh. What man would admit to that?
"Is that what happened to me?
"Did I become overconfident in my abilities? Was I fearful?
"Or maybe it's something else entirely. Something that they would never expect…or suspect, for that matter.
"Perhaps, I have them all fooled. Perhaps, I have only fooled myself.
"These walls, these stone walls. These iron bars, a prison for my body.
"But they can't hold my soul in.
"They'll never break me. Not one of them. Atmosian, Cyclonian, none of them can crush my spirit.
"I am them.
"They destroy me. They destroy themselves."
The warden stared at him, blinking rapidly.
"What?" he said flatly.
"I have got to get you out in the fresh air more," the warden said, walking away. "Before you completely lose it."
"Yeah, yeah…" Carver called after him. "Sheesh. Come up with something profound and they call you a loon. Of course, I probably shouldn't have said it all out loud…. I've got to stop talking to myself like this."
stork knows his problem. Mindworms.
Carver needed his own. He must have read the one I did for Dark Ace. These boys have got to stop talking aloud to themselves like that. Buncha crazy people. It's like home to me.
And in the distance...a dog barked.
