My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 2

My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 3
My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 1 : Prologue

My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 2

Illustration for novel My Benedict Butterfly of Mary Blue Melville

SABINE

 

What?

What did you say?

What did you mean by I let you?

What do you mean by you’re loosing me?

Find me, but find me quickly! I’m here! You can see that I don’t move!

It’s true that, I don’t move.

I don’t move anymore.

No longer at all.

I’m inert like dead…

DEAD! Eh, but no, no, no, NO! I have a lot of thingy to do! Very important thingy! And urgent! I have to do… I have to do… I have…

What have I to do again?! I know that it’s urgent… Rhaaa, that it must be writed somewhere… Where is my shopping list? Milk! Milk was missing! Or water… of life… Eau de vie! That’s it! It’s my last chance and I have to buy some eau de vie! Hemmmmwelll, I’m not sure… No, this it’s sure, it’s I have to do, no, to finish something… but… what?!

FUCK! We’re there! I get distressed.

And where are you going with so much promptness around… on… and in my body? Eh?! You’d gladly be familiar with me, I find! AND TAKE OFF YOUR BIG HANDS ON MY LITTLE PRETTY BODY WHICH DIDN’T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!

Geez!? But! What do you d…. mmmmm…

BUT STOP TO GET HAULED ME OVER THE COALS, MISTER! I CAN’T BREATHE ANYMORE! Arggghhhhh! Help me! Some air please! I suffocate! WHAT’S HAPPENED?!!! ANSWER ME, GOOD GOD!

When have it begun? How have it started? Where  can I take again the thread in the circle? HELP! Tell them to let me quiet! No! CONTINUE! I’m in pain! Tell them to hurry! Give me your hand! GET ME OUT!!

Hey? Oho? SOMEBODY?

Nobody!?

Of course! There are never anybody when we need somebody! I have to do everything, as usual, I see it well, but what have I to do ?! I’m inanimate! I have only my brain which is working… perhaps… I believe …

Search, Sabine, search, try to remember and find! This is vital!
Where went you the last time? What is your last memory?…

Blimey! It’s hole! Black hole! It’s death… black death…
I’m dead.

No, no, no, I think so I am… I am… I am me.
That, it’s almost sure but…

Who am I? Where did I come from?

Bedroom! This begins perhaps in the bedroom… In the pink powder bedroom. Yes, that’s it, in any case, this begins always in a bedroom…

A pink powder bedroom…

In a pink powder bedroom…In a pink powder bedroom…In a pink powder bedroom…In a pink powder bedroom…In a pink powder bedroom…In a pink powder bedroom…

My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 3
My Benedict Butterfly. Chapter 1 : Prologue

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