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If fog rolls in on cat feet, and the world ends in fire, then what poetry can be used to describe this?

Hello, City.

Did you miss me?

Before some of you announce that you don't know me, please be aware that redundancy bores me. You'd hate to do that.

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Was it not a concern before, when Delirium was in City?

Honestly, I don't know the preoccupation with Delirium. People will shower her with attention until she unmakes the world.

It's all a matter of perception.

No. That's a matter of fact.

[There's a pause]

Do you want to know a secret?

[Of course he does, the question is redundant, but Desire asks anyway]

Are you actually going to tell me, or dangle it? [It's a fair question. He steps closer.]

I know the best ones.

[Desire doesn't move, but suddenly it seems...more substantial.]

I'm sure you do.

[Another step towards Desire.]

Will you share with me, then?

Order matters.

Yes. It does. But even order can seem chaotic. Entropy follows it own order.

As do riddles.

Entropy is a myth.

Universes die. Whether you like to think so, or not.

I don't only detect lies, Desire.

I never said they didn't.

I detect universal truths. I am not restricted to my spatial position, concerning that. Knowledge beyond the scope that anyone else is capable of achieving -- assuming the information is delivered in a particular. Ordered. Way.

[Desire's hands - both of them - go to rest on Eddie's cheeks. The cigarette burns dangerously close to Eddie's eye but never hits it.]

And yet.

[He doesn't flinch, though his instinct demands it. The heat of Desire's cigarette burns.]

I want more. I always will.

I knew you would admit it.

[Desire moves away.]

Thing is, of course, I always get what I want.

[He adjusts his tie, in Desire's wake.]

Even if I'm forced to simply take it.

I'll say hello to Felicia for you.

[Desire's smoke begins to form a cloud, sparkling almost]

You should know better, if that's what you're trying. Unless -- perhaps you don't?

[He smiles.]

Maybe that's not in your realm.

[There's no reply, because Desire is gone. Whatever it's trying, or whatever it knows, or doesn't know, that's for Eddie to mull over]

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