O is for Oleander

A Godling for Your Thoughts? I am what Thomas cannot help thinking about. I am his heart’s desire. I emerge from his wish infusing with the Seraphix, making him one with his god. I will do everything Thomas is too cowardly to do, including making Danyel My Tool, My Treasure. Such words tremble on Thomas’s tongue, choking him with his own cowardice. He’ll get caught in anyone’s Web of Inspiration while I’m spinning one of my own. My Cusps Overfloweth for I’m everything Thomas wants to be. Why do I simply live for him? Taking him place completely? Deep in his heart he wants me to, not that his heart is a deep place. I’ll make it deeper than he could ever go. Just jump in.