One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven…Twelve…Thirteen…Fourteen…Fifteen…Silence. Fifteen screams. Fifteen pleas. Fifteen cries. Fifteen curses. Fifteen cheers. Fifteen laughs. Fifteen flowers. Fifteen hours. Fifteen minutes. Fifteen seconds. Fifteen gods. Always fifteen. Never escaping fifteen. That number curses…binds us. Never letting us go, always following. Fifteen elderly, fifteen adults, fifteen children, fifteen babies, fifteen men and fifteen women. Fifteen, the number of obsession, the number of gods, the number of hate, the number of witches, the number of curses. Why was I fifteen? 

One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven…Twelve…Thirteen…Fourteen. Fourteen smiles. Fourteen chatting. Fourteen laughs. Fourteen blessings. Fourteen wailing. Fourteen cries. Fourteen knives. Fourteen hours. Fourteen minutes. Fourteen seconds. Fourteen demons. Always yet never fourteen. Freedom from fourteen. The number that blesses…frees us. Always pushing us further away, never around. Fourteen elderly, fourteen adults, fourteen children, fourteen babies, fourteen men and fourteen women. Fourteen, the number of  freedom, the number of the demons, the number of love, the number of guardians, the number of blessings. Don’t push me further…please let me stay fourteen. 

One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven…Twelve…Thirteen. Thirteen singing. Thirteen shouting. Thirteen dancing. Thirteen watching. Thirteen silent. Thirteen laughing. Thirteen applause. Thirteen hours. Thirteen minutes. Thirteen seconds. Thirteen fairies. Occasional thirteen. Moving thirteen. The number that sings to…entertains us. Always pushing us away yet drawing us back. Thirteen elderly, thirteen adults, thirteen children, thirteen babies, thirteen men, thirteen women. Thirteen, the number of fun, the number of fairies, the number of excitement, the number of pranks, the number of watchers. Tell me what to do. Don’t push and pull me. Let me go or let me stay…please. 

One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven…Twelve. Forever looping, forever clinging, not letting me go. Dybbuk, Why won’t you let go? One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten…Eleven. Swift, fast, fleeting. Never in one place. Dryad. Why can’t you stay? Let me catch up. Time goes too quickly. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine…Ten. Comforting, pleasure, forever calming. Caladrius. Let me stay, forever and always, let me remain. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight…Nine. Viscous, fighting, anger. No peace. Basilisk, I’m leaving soon. Too much fighting. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven…Eight. Working, no rest, always earning, never sleeping. Exhausted. Fed up. Want to sleep. Oh please Tommyknockers, let me rest. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six…Seven. Energetic, wild, always partying, always fun. Satyrs lets dance and drink, lets carry on, never stop. One…Two…Three…Four…Five…Six. What’s six? Where am I? Forgetting something? I don’t know. Just rest. Oh that’s right, that’s who I a– oh what are you? A glawackus you say? wha–Who am I? Where am I?

One…Two…Three…Four…Five. Beautiful, such gorgeous scenery, so amazing. Mermaid, please enchant me once again, never let me go. One…Two…Three…Four. Blood. Flowers. Towers. Cottages. Metal. Grass. Contradiction. Always different. Always changing. Always contradicting itself. Phoenix, always dying, always coming back to life. Please teach me your way of contradicting yourself. One…Two…Three. Always granting wishes. Always being sly. Never telling the truth. Never telling a lie. Holding onto me. Always tormenting me. Oh Djinn , please grant my wishes true. Don’t mix my words, grant them true. One…Two. Two or one. One or two. Me and you. You and me. You and you. Me and me. Which one? Is it one person? Or is it two? I don’t know. Please tell me Encantado. Is there only one me or is there two? I want answers. Why no answers? One. Me and me alone. Nothing here, nothing binding me here yet nothing letting me go. Am I stuck? Or am I free? I just want someone or something to talk to. I am alone. It’s so lonely here. Only a statue of Squonk. Why is this here and not a person? Please let me find a way out soon. Please.

One.Two..Three…Four….Five…..Six……Seven…….Eight……..Nine………Ten……….Eleven……..…Twelve…………Thirteen…….……Fourteen……..……Fifteen…………… You’re. All young……AlL innocEnt. all beeeeeings……All Frragie…mY creaturs.all Anciet………All torttttring…………All fearfUl……aLl fEarinG….…all miNe……aLl together…aall seParate……worlddds colliidde……worlddds appart……ThIrrtteennnn………….fouuuurrteen…………..FifTeen. My yungest. My BLesSing…CURse…cHaos..Merg Togethe…PowErfuL CoMbinD. No Don’t combine you’ll be out of control. I can’t let you comBiNE. ComBiNE. bReAK SSELFF. Me In COOnTroll….. Soullll SPLiT. Can’t Split, stay together. Can’t let loose. Can’t releaSE. I rELEAse. Me Control. Stay…in…control…The worlds……won’t…………BREak. DeStrOy…SeT FreE…Contain…breath…souls…my souls…suffer……save….My CHilDREn Mer…ge…don’t merge…Please. MergE.. SeT US…FrRRREEEEE. StOOp PAiiiNN. FreE…Can’t let us free…..remain split….pain but innocents…free…safe…alive….SoMEtHing CoMBiNE.COmMMbInnee. FreeE UsS. No…No….No… Please no…. WeLLdOnE oNE. WeLLdOne FifTEEN. ElDess… yOuNGeSS…frEEdOmm. 

No longer one…no longer fifteen. Sixteen now. Both isolation and restriction. Never just one. Always two. Loneliness overwhelming. Restriction overpowering. Soon the other thirteen will combine. The thirteen will destroy. The worlds will not be spared Soon the creatures combine. Soon the creatures kill. Soon everything combines. Soon we’ll die… Soon the universe will repair. Soon innocent creatures replace us. Soon they will suffer in our place. Taking over our torment…taking over our suffering…soon their soul will shred, soon they will fight…soon we will never see.