Mini theater Caius: Why did no one stop the baker from emotionally adopting you?! Orion: [nodding] I second this. Why did he nearly cry because you had a friend? Alex: [deadpan] I don’t know. Caius: That’s a lie. Author: Actually, it’s not. The man has the social skills of a rock of course people assume he doesn’t have friends. Alex: [offended] I have friends. Orion: …Who? Caius: Name three. Alex: [silent for a moment] …You two? Caius & Orion: You poor baby [hugs]
The familiar feeling of being submerged in a memory washed over me.The air was heavy….thick with the dark feeling of despair.I felt as if the very life around me was being siphoned away, the moisture in my skin vanishing as if pulled by an unseen force. My vision blurred, the world dissolving into nothingness until all that remained was me and a child.I stood in the middle of the memory, but this time I wasn’t seeing the memory through the eyes of a participant; this time I was an observer. I was watching, feeling.I sat next to a childThe child’s dark hair fell over his eyes, but I instinctively knew who it was.-Alex- curled against a wall, knees pulled to his chest. His clothes were thin, dirty, torn at the edges.I knew because I could feel mine aching, too, a sharp, excruciating pain. I wanted to keel over and vomit the water in my stomach, but this child that was no older than nine kept silent, his arms littered with bruises.I sat beside him and looked for any pain in his ey
I gripped my hands to hard they hurt, my nails digging into my skin, I could smell the blood in the air, and from the way Alex furrowed his brows he probably could as well.He held my hand softly slowly unfurling it, his eyes filled with confusion, “You’re hurt? How”I gave no answer, my smile never left my face, this wasn’t a dream…I’m not alone.he came back.He gently washed away the blood in the stream watching it as it quickly healed itself.When the skin had finally closed up he nodded.I just watched him, he was so beautiful.Maybe I had never seen another human, minus the red haired once I just saw, but Alex is my star.I stared deep into his dark eyes, I felt like I was floating in space, just watching him made me feel like I was floating in the air“We’re leaving” Alex said in finality.Just like that I was dragged back to the ground.I watched Alex my mouth opened to say something but no words coming out.I coughed, “You're leaving” my voice was small hoarse.Alex looked c
Alex’s arms are warm.Warm, steady, grounded.Like a heartbeat that refused to waver, even as mine tripped over itself with every step he took.I clung to him, not that I had a choice. My tail was long and heavy, still slick from the stream, dragging behind us and leaving a wet trail through the underbrush.I hated how useless I felt outside of water, and the elegant look in water was gone. In water, it looked like birds' wings floating around me like a halo; now it just lay flat and damp, almost lifeless.but I didn’t say anything. Not when he held me in his arms like this.I will not regret my decision to go home.I pushed my face into Alex’s chest and inhaled his scent like I needed it to breathe.I groaned against his neck, “You smell so good”“Thank you?&rd
“So that’s two ways?” i tried to lighten the situation, it was wrong of me to look into the darkness when I had been warned, but that voice I had no idea why but it became an itch at the back of my head I just couldn’t scratch, remembering had never been a problem to me, I just thought of it and the memory floated right back up but this time, I just couldn’t remember much and it was driving me crazy.Caius sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “It depends on the kind of fairy though. Your death could be slow… or fast. Could be a dream-leech or a soul-eater. Some of them want your body. Others want your mind. But once you’re marked…” he paused“You start unraveling,” he said softly. “Piece by piece.”I felt Alex’s arms around me tighten and I was pressed closer to his chest, I looked up but he was just staring straight ahead at Caius, he didn’t blink like he was afraid the minute moment would cause himto skip important information.Caius continued. “It starts small forgetting things, h
I Would’ve Bottled You, If You’d Let MeMy dreams always start the same way: a beautiful but deadly meadow full of flowers, stretched across like a never-ending stream. One as far as the eye can see.I would walk into the flowers following a scent I knew one that by mind body and soul, I had a habit of buying every thing that smelled like it whenever I had the chance, the smell of warm milk and an undertone of sea salt, it sent a shiver to my stomach and an insatiable craving.I walked through the field of flower the tiny, delicate bell-shaped flowers dangle from a slender, arching green stem like a string of whispered secrets, a breeze passed over the field and the smell of milk and the soft scent of the flowers entered my nose it soothed my erratic soul and I continued on my journey not knowing how far and how long I had been walking for .I continued walking until a gap replac
When I think to the day it all started I am always shocked by how mundane it was, a car ride with home with whom I considered a brother, the wind in our hair, the growl of the engine, a body in the trunk, and caked blood on your shoes, I made sure to be cleaner in the hit this time compared to others.I watched the places around me fade into a blur of greens and blues, a mush mosh of blurred colors, the wind calmed my nerves, the impatience I held that this car wouldn’t go faster.“Alex are you listening?” I shook my head still looking out the window.“What did you say?” I asked quietly, my voice above a whisper, as if speaking any louder would break the peace that I currently had.“I was asking if you're really quitting?” I turned to look at the manDyed red hair in a buzz cut a permanent smile on his face as if it were cut and sewn there on his face, he was always so darn happy.I respected that and it also annoyed me who as the Director always said had facial expressions that were
For as long as I can remember there were two constants in my life, the marsh where I live in, and the man in all black that came here to bring me food.At first I was wary, I had never seen a creature like it that walked on two legs, but my heritage whispered to me and I realized they were called humans, a very weird species of creatures.The first time he materialize, he didn’t appear again for two cycles of the moon, then he returned with more food, I watched him from my rock I sunbathed in, he threw the body covered in black material, most likely to preserve it for me.I was wary but also very grateful, I no longer had to search for food.And the food usually lasted me till the next time he brought another meal.I no longer needed to be a bottom feeder, or fight for food with other marine life, and soon enough my life entered a lull, scheduled feeding every two days, sometimes with one meals, some times two.At first I was wary of this..human at firstLater I realized I was able t
I plunged into the memory like flopping into the deep end of a the ocean, an invisible hand dragged me down deeper and deeper until I was settled, at first everything was blurry and too bright, I had to center myself before I could open my eyes again.It was bright, I sat on a gravel ground, stones drilling into the skin of my buttocks the pain bordering on discomfort, my knees were drawn into my body, making my already small body smaller.Or wait this wasn’t my body was it, no this was a memory.“Alex” a voice said, I raised my head to look at the owner of the voice, it was a girl not older than 12, Liora, a voice whispered in my head in relief.“What are you doing here?”Hiding the voice whispered but the mouth did not move.The girl sighed, “You can’t hide forever you know” she answered as if she could read minds, as if she always knew what I always left unsaid, the warmth in my chest grew.“Come on let’s go and play I’ll make sure no one picks on you again ok?”I shook my head No
I Would’ve Bottled You, If You’d Let MeMy dreams always start the same way: a beautiful but deadly meadow full of flowers, stretched across like a never-ending stream. One as far as the eye can see.I would walk into the flowers following a scent I knew one that by mind body and soul, I had a habit of buying every thing that smelled like it whenever I had the chance, the smell of warm milk and an undertone of sea salt, it sent a shiver to my stomach and an insatiable craving.I walked through the field of flower the tiny, delicate bell-shaped flowers dangle from a slender, arching green stem like a string of whispered secrets, a breeze passed over the field and the smell of milk and the soft scent of the flowers entered my nose it soothed my erratic soul and I continued on my journey not knowing how far and how long I had been walking for .I continued walking until a gap replac
“So that’s two ways?” i tried to lighten the situation, it was wrong of me to look into the darkness when I had been warned, but that voice I had no idea why but it became an itch at the back of my head I just couldn’t scratch, remembering had never been a problem to me, I just thought of it and the memory floated right back up but this time, I just couldn’t remember much and it was driving me crazy.Caius sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “It depends on the kind of fairy though. Your death could be slow… or fast. Could be a dream-leech or a soul-eater. Some of them want your body. Others want your mind. But once you’re marked…” he paused“You start unraveling,” he said softly. “Piece by piece.”I felt Alex’s arms around me tighten and I was pressed closer to his chest, I looked up but he was just staring straight ahead at Caius, he didn’t blink like he was afraid the minute moment would cause himto skip important information.Caius continued. “It starts small forgetting things, h
Alex’s arms are warm.Warm, steady, grounded.Like a heartbeat that refused to waver, even as mine tripped over itself with every step he took.I clung to him, not that I had a choice. My tail was long and heavy, still slick from the stream, dragging behind us and leaving a wet trail through the underbrush.I hated how useless I felt outside of water, and the elegant look in water was gone. In water, it looked like birds' wings floating around me like a halo; now it just lay flat and damp, almost lifeless.but I didn’t say anything. Not when he held me in his arms like this.I will not regret my decision to go home.I pushed my face into Alex’s chest and inhaled his scent like I needed it to breathe.I groaned against his neck, “You smell so good”“Thank you?&rd
I gripped my hands to hard they hurt, my nails digging into my skin, I could smell the blood in the air, and from the way Alex furrowed his brows he probably could as well.He held my hand softly slowly unfurling it, his eyes filled with confusion, “You’re hurt? How”I gave no answer, my smile never left my face, this wasn’t a dream…I’m not alone.he came back.He gently washed away the blood in the stream watching it as it quickly healed itself.When the skin had finally closed up he nodded.I just watched him, he was so beautiful.Maybe I had never seen another human, minus the red haired once I just saw, but Alex is my star.I stared deep into his dark eyes, I felt like I was floating in space, just watching him made me feel like I was floating in the air“We’re leaving” Alex said in finality.Just like that I was dragged back to the ground.I watched Alex my mouth opened to say something but no words coming out.I coughed, “You're leaving” my voice was small hoarse.Alex looked c
The familiar feeling of being submerged in a memory washed over me.The air was heavy….thick with the dark feeling of despair.I felt as if the very life around me was being siphoned away, the moisture in my skin vanishing as if pulled by an unseen force. My vision blurred, the world dissolving into nothingness until all that remained was me and a child.I stood in the middle of the memory, but this time I wasn’t seeing the memory through the eyes of a participant; this time I was an observer. I was watching, feeling.I sat next to a childThe child’s dark hair fell over his eyes, but I instinctively knew who it was.-Alex- curled against a wall, knees pulled to his chest. His clothes were thin, dirty, torn at the edges.I knew because I could feel mine aching, too, a sharp, excruciating pain. I wanted to keel over and vomit the water in my stomach, but this child that was no older than nine kept silent, his arms littered with bruises.I sat beside him and looked for any pain in his ey
Caius stretched out in the passenger seat, sighing in pure satisfaction. "Money is really nice."I hummed in agreement. It was convenient. This was probably the first time I had actually used my own money. The Director had always provided everything.I never wanted for anything enough to reach for my own wallet. It felt strange… but nice. "So, where to now?""I’m going to buy cake.""Cake?" I kept my eyes on the road, scanning for a bakery. "Yes. My friend asked for one." Caius tilted his head, studying me. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, he draped a hand over his chest. "Your friend again. You must really love them… I, as your master, am positively drowning in jealousy."I rolled my eyes, ignoring him until a shop caught my attention up ahead. Slowing the RV, I found a suitable place to park, barely sparing a glance at the people gawking at the vehicle."I’ll be right back." Caius hummed in response. I could hear the faint vibration of the massage setting on his seat. Of
After sorting things out with Caius and getting his word that he won't use his explosion on me, I decided to remove the chains on his feet and leave the ones on his hands. I was still wary, but he said something about it weakening him, so I felt like it was safer having him weaker than at full power, even though he could still make things explode.We well-I decided to head into town. Caius joined me like unwanted cargo, whining and fussing at every little inconvenience.The first one is the meat puddle’s car.“Absolutely not.” Caius stood with his arms crossed over his chest glaring at the car like it had personally offended him.I sighed and looked at the sun, it had become warmer, and it should be afternoon now. “We don’t have time for this. get in or I’m leaving you”Caius didn’t budge. he turned around, and his back was facing the car. “Then enjoy driving alone”I grumbled then got in the car and slammed the door starting the engine, I looked at Caius he still didn’t budge, I used
I felt every letter of the word ‘exhausted’ deep in my bones.My body shattered and rebuilt itself with every passing second, each cell screaming as it was torn apart and reshaped into something more……powerful.But my eyes never left the man at any point, even after he asked for help,.He practically blew up a car trunk and came out unscathed. He seems like a more significant threatI pushed myself to sit upright, clenching my finger so much I felt the blood trickle down my fingers.My mask was in place, betraying no emotion; I could not show weakness.“Who…no. What are you?” I put more force into my voice, ignoring the way my chords felt like shredded cheese, even though that was also healing… slowly. I made a move to reach for my gun by the side out of habit, but I paused when I remembered that was not my life anymore.I put it back on the ground and looked back at him. yes this was a new life; I cant waste it…I have…someone waiting for me.The thought of someone waiting for me gav
The walk to the next town was not stressful as it was dull; the pure absence of noise drilled into my soul.I had worried about a lot of things: the possibility of the director still searching for my corpse, the cops stopping me and asking for ID or just possibly dying from a stray car hitting me.But I did not expect what could do me in was the lack of noise.The splash of water…The dragging of his tail on the stone floor…His singing, although it had no magic power- or so he says- put me in a trance.Or just him talking to me.I missed it all.As I trudged the asphalt road one step at a time, I had no way of accurately telling the time.I scanned for any cars or signs of help.Calculating the time I used to drive to the marsh from the next town, walking would significantly waste a chunk of the day.A pair of mismatched eyes flashed in my head.No, I would either run there or find a car willing to pick me up.I thought about the possibility of running; I could probably make it there