I met someone this morning. Not the sort of person one normally wakes up to either.

He is small little fellow, no bigger than a large beetle. Then again when he is staring you in the eye everyone looks gigantic. He has a rather unique way at looking at things too, then again I am not sure how he can see anything. I am certain I saw eyes behind the silly coke bottle glasses he wears, but that could just be a reflection.

This curious little fellow was covered in spines and had a funny way of introducing himself. You see he pride open an eye and stared at me a good while. Making sure I saw him, and then backed away...

His has spines and fur coloured a grey black colour. He had... jeeze can't remember if it was 2 or 4 arms... on each hand he had hundreds of little needle like fingers that he uses to grasp. His face is this long snout with a mouth full of hundreds of little razor teeth. When asked what he was he told me he was a fae of the heart. Specifically one of pain, a creature born of heart break and exists to inflict upon his parent pain. It is this pain that he gives that he feasts on in which to grow. After telling me this he sat there quietly. So I asked him what was it he was waiting for and he gave me a silent look and said "I need a name."

So I took sometime, and thought about his appearance and settled on Scathitch. Because well for those who see him, he many means to scratch and injure. But normally he prefers to simply you itch. It is far more annoying you see.

Now I am sitting at the kitchen table, him perched on my shoulder leering at me from time to time, commanding me to finish his picture, but I am such a horrible drawer that it is taking a while, and given that he is an impatient creature with many needle digits he is less than inclined to let me finish describing him.

Ah! he has four arms... and is in a hurry to return to my heart to feed some. He promises only a little and that he will be back out again soon. But I have had such trouble with it lately that having him in there is less than desirable...

He is telling me that that was him being born. That it takes a great deal of pain all at once and the right mixture of emotions to give life to one such as him... and that I am going to have him as company and a "friend" for good long time so the sooner I get used to him rooting around inside me the better off I am going to be.

Oh yes, how could I forget his gigantic ears, seriously they are almost as big as his head!

Anyway, this is somewhat related to my breakup with my long time and favourite girl in all the universe... at least she used to be, not sure how I feel about her now... Scathitch is telling me that he'll find some juicy memories to drag up... just for me.

Vicious little toad.