now that I’m older
my heart’s colder
and I can see that it’s a lie
a lil’ bit of monologuist’s works
‘Mister Teatime had a truly brilliant mind, but it was brilliant like a fractured mirror, all marvellous facets and rainbows but, ultimately, also something that was broken.’ [Hogfather]
‘…she (Susan) was brilliant in the same way that a diamond is brilliant, all edges and chilliness.’ [Soul music]
Moriarty and Teatime and suddenly fires everywhere.
We need to run. Fast.
Shit just got real.
Susan: Who are you anyway?
Teatime: Beg your pardon. My name’s Teatime. Jonathan Teatime, at your service.
Susan: You mean…like around four o’clock in the afternoon?