Thread: Too Close For Comfort [Darkling_Thrush and PredatoryFantasia]

Once Janice had left, Logan just stood there looking around his room for what felt like hours, though it was probably only ten minutes or so at the absolute longest. Janice had been right - these symbols all had meanings that had been misconstrued by either time and misinterpretation or a fad trying to Americanize them. The giant pentagram, or pentacle rather, that was drawn on the wall behind his bed was one of the largest misinterpretations of all times. The pentacle was thought to be a satanic symbol by the Christians, which is probably why the gothic youth of the day probably adopted it so heavily into their culture. In reality, the pentacle predated Christianity. Developed in ancient China, the pentacle's true meaning lied in its connections to what the ancient world believed to be the five elements that governed the universe - fire, water, earth, metal, and wood. On paper, the elements were often sorted with wood being placed above the other elements with water and fire just below it and spread about twice as far apart from one another as they were from wood. Metal and earth were depicted below them, spread an even distance apart as they were from water and fire, respectively. Then a pentagram was drawn connecting the five elements in the cycle of destruction. Lastly, a circle was drawn connecting the five elements, forming the cycle of creation. The two cycles represented balance in the universe. Who is to say how the Christians began associating it with Lucifer and his band of merry demons. The things you learn at college, Logan muttered to himself before turning away from the pentacle and moving to pick up his luggage pack. He didn't waste time in starting to put things away, replacing the old clothes that he had left in his drawers with the new ones that he had brought home. He knew that the old clothes wouldn't fit so he began placing them back in the same bag that he was pulling new clothes from so that he could donate them later. Once all of his clothes wee put away, he took notice to how quiet the house was. Though Janice was not the little girl that he had left behind anymore, he had still half expected her to be on his heels for at least the first day or two. He wouldn't have minded, of course. Having his parents up his ass about something was significantly different from having Janice do the same. His parents were just that, but Janice was more than his sister. She was his best friend and, if truth were to be told, his dirty little secret. I hope she isn't sick or anything, Logan muttered, once again, to himself. I had better go check in on her. With that, he took leave of his bedroom and went looking for Janice. It wouldn't take Logan long to find her laying on her bed, seeing as she was in the next room down the hall from his own bedroom. About twenty minutes had passed since she left him alone in his room and he was willing to bet that she was asleep. It had always been pretty common for her to sneak off in the middle of the day for a nap. Knowing his sister's habits all too well caused Logan's concern to wash away as quickly as they had come. She wasn't acting strangely, after all. Well, not any less than normal. Hey Kiddo, you awake? Logan asked in a hushed whisper from her bedroom door so that she could hear him if she was awake, but he wouldn't wake her up if she was asleep.