TawnyFroggy

Chime – Prologue It had been a long time since I arrived at this place. Many years of bliss. Enough bliss that unneeded memories had been stricken from my mind. Memories such as how I came to be here, or who I was before. I had spent so much time here in the country side with the Old Lady. She treated me like her own little girl, and spoiled me so. She rarely left the house and never once had a visitor. We spent each day curled up in front of the fireplace as the Old Lady told me stories of far away places and days long past. It had been a week since the Old Lady had last come out of her locked room. My food had long since run out.

Day Six – ...And Crumble The door creaked open with a shrill cry, disturbing a dusty house that hadn't seen life for years. Grane watched the dust dance in rays of sunlight, disturbed by the thought that this uninspired abode might be her final destination. She looked around trying to find a glimmer of something more. Rock stepped in behind her, instantly unamused by the shanty he found himself in. There was an abundance of unseen sights outside that he would rather be seeing. “Nothing.” She thought to herself. “Nothing to be found but empty space.” She had never been one to believe in what she could not see,

Echoes of The Fall She awoke to the pitter-patters of rain on her cheek. Eyes struggling to open, the scene beheld was one of confusion. She could not discern ground from sky nor wall from floor. Eyes closed again, she inhaled deep and steadied her mind. Forced to squint at new-found light, a gleam of the moon reflecting a thousand times off fragmented glass. A stream of red flowed down the glass and blotched out the light that had shone in her eye. Blood. Her blood. She started to remember now. She had jumped, and she had fell, and now she had come to rest on a bed of cobblestone and shattered glass. She rolled onto her back, barely feel

  Chapter 9:  As the Locusts Swallow the Sun "What a hapless sucker, don't you think so, Brother?" The smaller Hammond brother that Mignon had previously shot in the face said with a grin to his previously masked brother. "I'm going to punt you out this window!" Mignon yelled in anger as she struggled in vain to pull her arm out of the cuffs that bound her to the heating unit under the window. "Such aggression does not befit a lady." The taller Hammond said with a wag of the finger. "Yeah, well it is hard to hate softly." Mignon replied with a grumble. "Just keep calm, Lass. We won't be letting that partner of yours know where you a

I expected to either cease to exist or be in some sort of eternal torment at the time I am writing this, but instead I am here in bed, my dear daughter and cat both curled up beside me, sleeping a peaceful sleep. This is the award for betraying a god. Perhaps I could better call it the reward for bravery. Whatever it is, it feels nice. It feels nice to live the way I want to live for once in my long and mostly pathetic life. I do not know what is yet to come, and it may be terrible, but for now I am happy. For the first time in so long, this old smile isn’t a lie. Ms. Grimalkin has given me new purpose, and I am ever so thankful. I wil

There once was a strange little minnow who loved to sing. Her mother was a singer too, like bells her voice did ring. But the blibs and the blubs of the river tongue were hard to use. The minnow wanted to go up on land, and maybe even wear shoes! But the minnow was not ready, or so her mother did fear. The minnow practiced and her voice became ever so pure! "I suppose I must let you go" her mother eventually did say. So the minnow adventured out upon land that very same day! She flipped and she flopped and she bumbled and bopped. Every fish out of water at first flails like a flounder. But the minnow had faith in herself and never stopped.

I spilled your voice into the night It picked me up, cracked my conscious We bled ghosts dry of these hopes and these dreams The ones that you had gave to me. Return them from whence they came, I love you too much to take them with me. Hope wasn't enough for me. I crumbled right through your solid foundation. Go and forget me. I'm not the dagger in your back, just the dirt beneath your feet. I shattered again. I shattered again. Goddammit I shattered again. We're back here again. We're at it again. Its gonna repeat forever unless I make this shit end. Its in my hands But I haven't the slightest clue of what the hell I'm supposed to do