Tea
Storage? I am Storage!
Please excuseTannin, Merc. He's not very good with words. (That's why he likes to keep me around, even if I do have trouble with my "z"s.) What he meant is that there is not a real person inside the shell. There are lots of different real people inside you and inside Tannin. (Hell, I should know - I'm one of them! Or, more to the point, I'm at least 17 of them.) There are as many "real people" inside that shell of yours as there are football fans at the MCG in September, every one of them different and every one of them special. Most of them never come out in public - look at me, I was probably right here inside Tannin all along and no-one ever noticed until a couple of years ago, not even me - and many of them are very shy and hard to see, but they are all there, just waiting for the right moment and the right person to wake them up and bring them out into the sunshine.
There is a whole world of different people inside that cold public persona of yours, Merc. Make a choice.
Who do you want to be today?
There is a whole world of different people inside that cold public persona of yours, Merc. Make a choice.
Who do you want to be today?