A Pome a Day for a Year

LVG tells me, nay, informs me greatly,
that I am unable to parry.
Even with clear pictorial evidence
she says ‘No. That was just a visceral.’

‘My love. My sweet, sweet love.
A visceral is a parry in Bloodborne.’

She winks slyly and shakes her head.

‘No, dear. Oh no.
The visceral is the attack
performed after the parry.’

I smile.
‘Ah! So I parried in order to get this?’

‘I did not see it. It did not happen.’

The logic is undeniable.
If a tree falls in the forest and no one
is around to hear it, then did Veeg
ever truly parry a brick dude in Yarnham?

I am shattered and broken by revelations
of causality and philosophy.
I have become defeated and dejected,
like Justin Wong in EVO #37.

‘That was the perfect parry,’ she says.