Legacy 131 -Virgil Will B Running-

It beats The Long Walk… Driving. My boys hate car rides. I agree. Ignorance is bliss. Knowledge equals $796.90. Ain’t I blessed? Survived an over $400 emergency. And all to hate wherever I end up. There’s no finish line. “Virgil Will B Running.”

Monday, November 9, 2026

Legacy 131 -Virgil Will B Running-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? No nap, no news; that’s good news, less nickels and dimes.

Do you get why I hate car rides, Dad? And Virgil isn’t too fond of them either; I know that.

And what about Virgil and my potential future stepmom, M Anime? Better yet, let’s not think about that. It’s not that you two will be starting a life. It’s the whole, creating-life idea. You know, like one of those movies you would watch as you sent me off to my room. And surprisingly, Virgil didn’t get in trouble again. You being gone for so long.

However, you weren’t taking advantage of being all alone, as worried as you’ve been. I remember my last two car rides. The first took me to my own “Bad Place” where you FIRED me. I know, not funny, not cool…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

And the last one was when you picked me up. And let’s just say it tore me to pieces. Or burned might be more accurate. Okay, I’ll stop, Dad. Again, not funny. Pretty damn sad.

Getting me back to never run with you in the fur and flesh again was a little more expensive than getting my hearse back to semi-decent condition. And just when you were thinking you could SAVE my brother. Virgil isn’t dying. But if something happened tomorrow, or if you had thought to help him yesterday. You did, dammit, I’ll stop.

Honestly, like father, like son, right. Something bad happens, and we have to think of the worst to get by. It wasn’t death for me; it was leaving your side.

And for you, it was my death. You can’t outrun it. M Anime can talk about ‘riding’ all she wants, but still… You keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, but to where, my father? Where? Nowhere.

Where is the last place you WANTED to be? Even when you went to the movies without me or V. Yes, I can huff and puff like the wolf I want to be. Anyway, you went because, well, like me and V, free food. And of course there were “zombies” or monsters of some kind. But the most memorable things that you can remember in a car all involve Heaven.

First potential stepmom, fistful of pills, your furry firstborn, me, myself, and I. But keep driving… Virgil Will B Running

Some people rushed the ending. Others found reasons to put it off
― Jack Pinkhunter

“Swifter than the winds or winged thunderbolt.”
― The Aeneid

2108 Days Without B III, Day 1549 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 127 -Pause Braxton, Paws Virgil-

I’ve been on my feet all day. And V? I remember my B’s last days when I carried him everywhere except his water bowl. He wanted to be a man even when I put it next to him. It was his kidneys, not his belly or paws. But V? Pause, Braxton, Paws Virgil.

Thursday, November 5, 2026

Legacy 127 -Pause Braxton, Paws Virgil-

2104 Days Without B III, Day 1545 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Do you run across the Rainbow Bridge all the time? Sit and wait…

Not unless the powers that be shoved a pillow under your hairy behind. Braxton Barks.

Much like your Pa, you are a man of leisure. I swear B it’s been a minute since I’ve napped so hard I’ve forgotten what day it is. I woke up two hours ago thinking I was going to be late to “The Bad Place.” Hell, I wasn’t that far away from seeing you again. The sleep of the damned. Speaking of which, I couldn’t find myself seeing you again. Because you know your father is a “Lazy Ass…” Man of Leisure. I think I at least heard you today. I was at The Bad Place, and I don’t know whether this was for you or me, Little B. However

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

Welcome to the Black Parade. All black everything… My mood, my soul, but your bro…

That’s what really got to me today. I was taking a picture of Virgil, and I saw his paws, B.

“That’s How You Know” you fucked up. You get Black Parade; your brother reminds me how I failed you both. This is “How You Remind Me.” Paws, feet, and what might as well be claws. I swear, what have I been doing, B? Like I said. I was busy taking a good-ass nap. Fuck! Pardon my French, but since I’m on the subject… Let’s talk man to man, B III

About your potential future stepmom? The woman that knocked me off of my feet… I swept her off her feet…

You know how I feel about feet? I’m sure you listened in on your favorite girl and me some. What can I say? Your old man likes high heels. Not clear heels, mind you. Tacky!

Anyway, I’m not entirely sure how M Anime feels about feet, but she does find heels annoying despite The Magic Glasses/MIMA saying otherwise. Your Dad has a vision B III

But that vision doesn’t pay the bills. It doesn’t get your brother help. And next week’s pay is going to be… Well, more like the week after, but still I’m broke, and why’s that again:

I’m stuck selling shit furniture because someone won’t get off their fat fucking ass and help me!”
Clark, Backrooms (2026)

Minus the fat part as I talk to the Man in the Mirror who hates his own feet. But seeing Virgil’s… Pause, Braxton, Paws Virgil

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 125 -There’ll Be Time, Virgil-

What time is it in America? Morning, Afternoon, Evening? To say goodnight. I have a puppy; I call this prose, and I have a good girl that’s never been on the pole. But with her body… There’ll never be a time. But to love her… There’ll Be Time, Virgil

Tuesday, November 3, 2026

Legacy 125 -There’ll Be Time, Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And there’s always time for more… Or should I say room. Why not both tonight?

Tonight? There’s always time for me to feel STUPID. Though I’m not sure if this is or not, to be honest. One of my greatest fears is my STUPIDITY. My Own Worst Enemy, for sure.

And love makes me very STUPID. You know I love my boys. So I don’t correct people when they ask about my Braxton. Sure, you can call that fear, too. Anxiety! But as far as I’m concerned… BRAXTON LIVES! Because to say otherwise… To accept the loss of B III

Speaking of loss, it’s Election Day! I heard something about Guam, but that’s it. Lovely. If I am to be STUPID about something, let it be out of love rather than Dare to be Stupid.

Hate had its time, love.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

I want to say there was a time I even hated you. And there’s no shortage of time for me to hate myself. Should I go, Julia Stiles, aka Kat Stratford, about all the things I hate and then have a proper cry? I think I’m too drained to cry right now. Honestly, my love.

Dehydration is not my biggest concern. Starvation? Death does not frighten me at all, my dearest. How I might die… How I might be remembered. Writing about hating time, love.

I think about something you asked me a few days ago as I continue playing catch-up, “Every Morning.” And despite everything, mornings, thinking about you, about us is the best time, but you did ask…

From M Anime:

1: Have you been annoying me this past week?

2: Do you send me too many messages?

Will I find the time to give you a straight answer? Oh, I have all the time in the world to remember and compare this to Detroit: Become Human. You know the “Meet Kamski” chapter when Elijah Kamski allows Connor to ask only one question: Time for some Q&A, perhaps, for example: What is it about these Mother/Daughter pairings happening

What is it that makes me have these Cuckold vs. NTR fantasies about you, goddess?
There’s the whole Juliet Starling Lollipop Chainsaw Fantasy, thoroughly explored.

There’s also the question of what time I’ll love myself to come to bed at a decent hour… Not tonight, sadly. There’ll Be Time, Virgil

2102 Days Without B III, Day 1543 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 124 -B And V Timed-

It’s way too late. I say that every evening. I was in bed at 10:40 PM. That is a miracle. Tonight? Day of the Dead. I sit trying to conjure up a son who timed out years ago. And his brother needs a Dad. My girl needs a man. Time’s up. “B And V Timed”

Monday, November 2, 2026

Legacy 124 -B And V Timed-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? Are you still listening to me bark or the constant tick-tock?

Tick-tock, tick-tock. I remember being with you to watch all those Hunger Games movies, except “The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes.” You share pictures of me on TikTok. Still the M.V.P. over Miss M Anime. “I’m Comin’” could be my intro song. Though Virgil and I’s potential future stepmom means that in another way, I suppose… Eww. And then there’s all the time you need for well… Everything. Tick-tock, Mr. Wick. How many references is that, Dad? As always, I remain my father’s son. There is no time limit. Eternity.

However you live, my brother lives. And every day it’s as if we’re “living” reverse lives, my father. “Hunt Him Down!” “Braxton Lives!” Remember “The Running Man”? The things you do for a time, Dad.

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Here and now, it’s only you and me as V gets one more slice of his B-Day pie, ha. Lucky

How many of those did you buy for me, Dad? For fifteen years, you were buying me burgers and enough fries to make me puke. You even got my fav girl to make me cake.

Fifteen years Dad. And you remember the time. Every time. And you’re doing it again.

You know, when you’re sad enough to join me… Again, I say no! Remember how hard I fought. Maybe a bad example, because if it had been up to me… What are our words, Dad?

Always and forever. There have to be dogs in Heaven… Cerberus wouldn’t get any rest…

Dad. Hell’s not for you.

Not saying I wouldn’t follow you. But it’s not your time. And I don’t mean to bark all “Me Before You,” because that isn’t fair. At all. My memory, M Anime, my mutt lil’ bro.

Language! I know, but I can say that, can’t I? Fur and all. If only you had as much time as I have fur that you’re still finding after all this time. Once again, you and me always and forever. And you feel like you’ll be behind forever. No wonder you prefer yabbos to butts.

What, I am a guy too. And while you say so formally, I might bark: fatherhood is the epitome of manhood. But there is more. If only time to find it. B And V Timed

“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven”
Ecclesiastes 3:1

“No day shall erase you from the memory of time”
The Aeneid

2101 Days Without B III, Day 1542 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 120 -Case VI Detective Braxton-

B’s Fav Girl and I have a joke. “Do you need bail money?” Not much of a joke. But it’s another reason I sleep a lot. Ha! I don’t need to think about the crime scene that is living. V’s been on the case for six years. “Case VI Detective Braxton.”

Thursday, October 29, 2026

Legacy 120 -Case VI Detective Braxton-

2097 Days Without B III, Day 1538 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good Day? Yes, I still ask because I can’t accept some things. Death, desire, dum-dums

Accepting Sir Patrick Stewart’s death is sad; may he Rest In Peace. Icon, a legend.

Braxton, to me you were more than my brother, my best friend, my beast. Balls! Braxton, my son, Thou Art Courageous. And that’s why I can’t accept you being gone. Not now, not ever. As far as I’m concerned, I remain a father, a dog dad of two. Always! Forever!

And what does that make me? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself Day Job-wise.

Am I delusional? Am I damned for what happened to you? And then there’s your brother, V. Not loving him as much makes me a dum-dum. As Carlos says, Dee-Dee-Dee

That brings me to today. Yesterday was about my whining vis-à-vis “Backrooms.” Not done there.

Today I got two words for ya, Village Idiot! What, you thought this was about your brother turning six, nine days ago? There I go being an idiot. At least the village doesn’t see this

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

But what do I want the village to see? I’ve been so exhausted I can barely remember all my worrying about the Magic Glasses/MIMA. Isn’t that what life espouses, Braxton?

With enough money, life can be whatever I want it to be. So where is all the money going, hmm? Virgil still has cake and even pie. That’s another thing, B. Where’s my time, hmm?

I told myself I’d be done by 10:30 PM… I still remember being up at 4:00 AM some nights, B. You and your brother’s looks.

Bedtime before I have to go back to the Day Job, aka “The Bad Place.” Why not name it the Backrooms, B III? Of everything in that place, I’m the something off for sure, Braxton.

Again, the Village Idiot. And if it only stopped at the Day Job. It’s the same with Whiteout Survival, writing, and women, too. It’s a constant “Mad Season” here, B III, honestly. No wonder you made sure I always got to bed, and Virgil is content to cuddle almost all the time. Stupidity is catching.

It’s the only time I shut up. If it isn’t rage or indifference, I constantly whine about anything and everything. Is it any wonder I seek solace in Virtual Insanity? Safety, sinning, scared sometimes… And STUPID. Case VI Detective Braxton

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 118 -Weekly B Vitamins Virgil-

I consider myself WOKE, but what am I doing for the world? I have a boy that needs me. A woman who wants to raise a bunch of good little boys and girls with me. And a son who went to sleep, long ago, long ago, long ago. Weekly B Vitamins Virgil.

Tuesday, October 27, 2026

Legacy 118 -Weekly B Vitamins Virgil-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? And I love Braxton. I love Virgil. My Ma and Sister. Braxton’s Favorite Girl. Cherry…

And I was honestly about to say there is nothing wrong with my memory. Seriously?

Today, though, like most days, I’m just low on energy. Sounds rather simplistic. But because comedy comes in threes, there’s Virgil, and “Dollar, dollar bill, y’all.” How can I expect to get any of those when I can’t stay awake? And then when I do fall asleep… I should save this for Inspector Echo, since there’s nothing wrong with my memory, but I love reading…

Honestly? So I was reading Dystopian Girls 7 a few days back… Virgil has been six one whole week. Anyway, I started reading, and everything went blank. I wake up in the morning intending to talk to you, but I check Kindle first. Bad husband…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Zero! Checking on my reading before my girl… Not what I meant. Zero-day reading streak! So I feel there’s a mistake, and I check the book. I never got off the starter page, my love

All because I had no energy, and so I chose to pull my own version of the Sisko, my love:

“So… I lied. I cheated. I bribed men to cover the crimes of other men.”

No, I didn’t go that far; I simply turned off the automatic date, set it back to the 25th, and read for about twenty minutes. I swear, why didn’t I think of that when I lost the reading streak I had after Braxton died? Anyway, my point is this. I ain’t Divergent’s Tris. I got scared for Virgil today and didn’t know whether to go nuts or take a nap.

Now can you imagine if I put the energy of a lost reading streak into us, the kids, this life

There was a time when I loved myself, you know. Whenever I see another pair of tits anywhere. I need to stop! This week it’s all Juliet Starling, Mikura Suzuki, and this Asian girl I’ve been drooling over for a while. Bringing work home? Stop. I need to go, go.

Anyway, what I meant is, I took pills for ANXIETY. And they increased my energy.

Braxton lay dying, and as the song goes, “And I would have stayed up with you all night. Had I known how to save a life.” I did. He died. Sleeping to not fail? Waking for… Weekly B Vitamins Virgil

2095 Days Without B III, Day 1536 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 117 -B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship-

“Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends. Mm, get high with a little help from my friends” I got drunk with B’s Fav Girl. My second, uh, B, V, M… Can I count all my friends on one hand? And I ain’t one. “B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship.”

Monday, October 26, 2026

Legacy 117 -B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? I’m sure you can hear me bark from up here, right?

Or is it down there… At least it’s warm. Not in the Ninth Circle of Hell. How many times must I bark that you’re not going that way? Not even Virgil, living or dead. Treachery is not who my father is. Others, sure. It’s why I remain top of the heap, ain’t it? Always Dad

Number one. Top of the list. King of the hill. A number one. But like you say to 2-V and my potential future stepmom, it’s in our nature, isn’t it? Man’s Best Friend, like Shadow:

“We didn’t have to. It’s built in. Has been ever since the dawn of time… when a few wild dogs took it upon themselves to watch over man, to bark when he’s in danger, to run and play with him when he’s happy, to nuzzle him when he’s lonely. That’s why they call us man’s best friend.”
Shadow, Homeward Bound

And it’s only one more reason you believe you failed me. And you think you’re failing my brother. Man’s Best Friend. But what are you? Daddy, always and forever. Glory:

“And what are you?
So full of hate you wanna
go fight everybody…
…because you been whipped
and chased.
That might not be living,
but it sure ain’t dying.”
Glory

Why Can’t We Be Friends?

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

“Dead Like Me” much? For the record, the movie was garbage. One that I’m glad we didn’t sit through together. Friends, you, me, my Favorite Girl, maybe one day stepmom.

“Just because (I’m) dead doesn’t mean that I can’t move in with you.”

“And just because I’m (alive) doesn’t mean I can’t have a splitting headache.”
Dead Like Me

That’s what friendship is, isn’t it? Finding someone you can stand to be around… And by that I mean sitting in our reading spot, Dad, ordering all our yummy favorites, and watching anything and everything on the Glow Box, and occasionally sending me outside. Like time-out? I’m sure I don’t even want to know what you and my bestie saw.

“Wasn’t it you who said that true love is all about finding someone you can stand to be around for 10 minutes at a time?

“Yeah”

“You got 10 minutes”
―

My bro’s only done that once with you and my Favorite Girl. He was won over, far too easily, am I right? Another sign that he ain’t me. More like a Backrooms version, for sure.

So we’re really doing this. “Just call my name, and I’ll be there.” Any ole movie night sounds about right, Dad. So the Backrooms only I’m not Mary, and you aren’t Clark. Not Captain Clark either. A monster, which is what this is all about. You thinking like that, ha.

Who can be friends with a monster? “No face as hideous as my face…” “When does a man become a monster?” Here’s a question for you, my father. Why do you think we are friends? You don’t remember the day we met, the day you and Miss M Anime met.

However, V, Saturday, August 13. 2022. “You thought you’d find a friend.” And you did.

You? The Man in the Mirror… B’s Brotherhood, Virgil’s Friendship

“You might never become king of the world, but you may very well be treated like a king by the people that matter most.”
Dystopian Girls 7 by Rodzil LaBraun

“Heaven’s my witness, and the stars that look down on us, all he did was care too much for a luckless friend.”
― The Aeneid

2094 Days Without B III, Day 1535 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son

Legacy 113 -Hair Braxton And Virgil-

Last week I mentioned a knight in shining armor. You don’t need armor when you’re busy hiding with your puppy. You don’t need armor when you’re hiding from customers. Or with a beautiful woman. Or on your back in another way. Hair Braxton And Virgil.

Thursday, October 22, 2026

Legacy 113 -Hair Braxton And Virgil-

2090 Days Without B III, Day 1531 of Virgil’s Arrival

Just Me, Baby B,
Did you have a good day? Good day? Mine? Well, while at the gas station, I muttered my most sacred wish.

Wait, who’s making the wishes here, your brother or me? Virgil’s been six, two days.

How dare I, right? But it wasn’t the wish that I could bring you back. Or that I was in bed with your potential future stepmom. No, B. I was busy buying gas, but it won’t get me where I want to go. And what, I’m no warrior, I’m no writer, and wanking, very eww!

But you should know all about that after having “The Talk” with you about your favorite girl visiting. And your brother doesn’t have that problem. No balls. Seriously, I relate…

Figuratively, of course, as today I was hiding from customers at “The Bad Place.” Were they going to hurt me? You know who the real enemy is I’m afraid, B.

“Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away.
Just one more peaceful day.”
It’s Been Awhile, Staind

That’s why armor is useless to me. I’m sick of being scared, B. I want to shrink, I want to

Well, you know what. But as annoying as V is… I mean, he cuddles himself like someone is after his vital organs and MAGA is in the room. But leaving your brother to the world…

And speaking of the world or worlds, The Unfinished Archive. M Anime says I could be omniscient… I mean, take a look at yesterday, the illusion that represents digital life…

There’s the need to be young again or fake it. I’m forty-two. Effing sucks, honestly.

However, there was the machine; I can’t be human, not for this. How often have I sided against humanity, B?

I’d choose your fur any day. And you were no fan of clothes. Hell, even getting you to wear a collar was a concession. And V only wears one when he’s walking. That’s what we call safety. Well, at least until they invent Poké Balls. Like, you’d stand for that.

My little Pokémon. You were my Pikachu. Well Pancake. But you know, “I choose you.”

And your bro: Bulbasaur, Charmander, or Squirtle. My starter, so I may live again, hmm

Living again. Surrounded by the love of your potential future stepmom. M Anime says she’s KFC, and not in a nice way. Breasts, Legs, and Thighs. Or breasts, legs, and ass, maybe… Or TLC. Her armor doesn’t exist. I’m no prince. Hair Braxton And Virgil

It feels like I’m dying. I’m so scared all the time.” ― Mara, Spontaneous (2020)

Always and Forever,
Your Dad

Legacy 111 -V’s, B’s, Yours, Daze-

Happy Birthday to my son Virgil Vivi… Roman poet, black mage with his furry black spots. Six years old today. And what a day it has been. What a daze I am in. And V must be as confused. Fries, pictures, a birthday cookie. “V’s, B’s, Yours, Daze”

Tuesday, October 20, 2026

Legacy 111 -V’s, B’s, Yours, Daze-

Dear Future Wife,
You know that I love you, right? I may be “Dazed and Confused,” but I’m not a liar. And I know things…

Virgil Vivi Bradford turns six today. His Gotcha Day was Saturday, August 13, 2022. I found him at PetSmart. The first thing I noticed about him was that he knew how to use a training pad and not mark the floor. So yes, mistakes were made on that day, hmm

I still remember and see the three black spots: head, back, and tail… B III? B’s color fur around his eyes. And B’s bark telling me that he couldn’t make this more black and white, literally. Archie? That was his name before I named him Virgil. And you know why…

Such a long row to hoe for such a little dog. I thought he was Braxton reincarnated and/or reborn. All I know and yet love…

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Hell, I love you, baby doll, because I know you’re no “angel.” And B knows I’ve called you much worse in the throes of passion. But if I wanted to get into the doghouse again…

I could compare you to my boys again… What? You know how I feel about my sons, my love. But Braxton’s gone, and Virgil is a year older today. And “I’m So Thankful.” I am.

They are gods among men. Thus you are my Goddess. “The Goddess,” if I said that, was Alexa Bliss, or I mentioned Roxanne Perez. What about Jahara Jayde? She’s been my favorite these last few days, if the Unfinished Archive is any indication. Ass kicking?

Honestly, “Hey Lover,” would you kick my ass? Go ahead.

I know where I first met you. Triond. I met Braxton in my Olds bedroom. But I could tell you neither of those dates. Braxton’s Birthday? The day before Valentine’s, the 13th, because he was the closest I would get to love… Then your birthday. What was the last thing I bought you? When Braxton left, Sunday, January 31, 2021. When you left, Sunday, August 24, 2025. Again, I thought I found Braxton on that Saturday, in a new white fur.

When you came back, it was on Saturday, January 24, 2026. Hell, the first time I saw you “naked” was on Thursday, May 15, 2025. My point… I can recall Virgil’s life but love…

Cookies, Fries, all for His Birthday… V’s, B’s, Yours, Daze

2088 Days Without B III, Day 1529 of Virgil’s Arrival

B.L.M. Braxton’s Life Matters
Will

Legacy 110 -B In Melancholia, Virgil-

Braxton’s Favorite Girl and I had a “The World Actually Ends” Movie Night. We should have watched “Melancholia”. I chose “4:44 Last Day on Earth”. My big mouth. I should be silent on a lot of things. Melancholy? “B In Melancholia, Virgil.”

Monday, October 19, 2026

Legacy 110 -B In Melancholia, Virgil-

Hey Dad,
It’s me, Baby B. Did you have a good day? Good Day? You don’t want to answer that, I know. Peace and Quiet.

A kinder way to bark Melancholia. It took me quite a while to understand you, Dad. And me and Virgil’s Potential Future Stepmom, is trying her best. But right now you’d rather not bark another single word today. You always told me other humans barked too much anyway. Constant noise. At least when I barked, it helped you out; it actually mattered, Daddy. My voice.

What matters today? What has you Melancholy? I heard you last night, and it wasn’t the “Sleepy Time V, Good Night.” If you only knew how much I miss that, Dad. But you were so Melancholic this morning… I learned from you, Dad, so I learned from the best, hmm

The power of words, “The Power of Love,” I swear

“Pinch me, pinch me
‘Cause I’m still asleep
Please, God, tell me
That I’m still asleep.”
Barenaked Ladies ‧ 2000

Movies, music, and manuscripts. Well, not yet; let’s stick with movies. How will you be spending tomorrow with my brother? I’m glad you saw the birthday cookies in the Bad Place… I mean the other Bad Place. Turns out we have a few of those, Dad. V has seen his

One more reason you are lost to Melancholia. Six years old, that’s my baby brother, I know. And I was nearly sixteen, and you never missed anything with me, my father. Every check-up, you found a cute girl to bake me a cake, and I cuddled enough that M Anime is still trying to catch up. Hell, you wrote a whole universe, the Unfinished Archive, that now numbers 11 women?

Maybe. Maybe I’m buttering you up to butter up, Virgil.

If anything, you need to hear anything other than your own mouth. You’ll be no good to M Anime or your mini-mes. And you have a birthday to plan. A movie night? Something, my father. “You Were Loved”? No, Dad, today I am loved by you; Virgil shares this too.

I know it even if you can’t speak it. And we both love you. M Anime says she loves you; it’s the only reason I’m not haunting her. Or maybe I like hanging out with you, Dad, as we always barked: Always and Forever. Melancholy and all. Fur buddies. Children.

You’re not ashamed of our barks, growls, or paws. We make the madness, certain music selections, and Melancholia manageable. Sad? Speak. B In Melancholia, Virgil

“But when you spend a long enough time in a very bad place, your soul hungers for something that your brain no longer believes exists”
Dystopian Girls 7, Rodzil LaBraun

“He feigned hope in his look, and inwardly contained his anguish.”
From ― The Aeneid

2087 Days Without B III, Day 1528 of Virgil’s Arrival

Always and Forever,
Your Son