May 16, 2011 § 2 Comments
Soliloquy has had a rough life. She was born with hooves instead of feet and had trouble fitting in anywhere. Over the years she took to talking to herself instead of socializing, and now she is so used to her own company that she no longer sees any need to be social. Through her life she has tested many vessels in which to talk to oneself. She has come to the conclusion that the interior of teapots, particularly red ones, offer the best acoustics.
1. An utterance or discourse by a person who is talking to himself or herself or is disregardful of or oblivious to any hearers present (often used as a device in drama to disclose a character’s innermost thoughts).