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The Garbage Prince
by Dalome Sun Jun 11, 2017 9:08 pm
~ INDEX ~
Pg 1 - A New Beginning
Pg 4 - Despair
Pg 10 - The Founding of a Kingdom
Pg1 In a land of chaotic evil where shadows lurked and sin ruled. A baby; innocence was born. Out of suicide. The mother struggled as the coarse grip of the rope cut into her silk like skin, staining both the rope and her white blouse, red. The woman's body hung lifelessly from a tree that has known death for centuries; the hanging tree.
The tree was once pure, teeming with beautiful flowers and illuminating with light. Over time it had been twisted and corrupted by those around it, the tree took a new form, taking life.
Crows had made this tree their home, carefully watching death work its magic from afar. The crows feasted on the flesh of both young and old, their eyes filled with a ravenous hunger being consumed by their lust for blood. Sheer numbers that circled above the twisted husk turned the very sky black, turning visibility to zero and consuming the surroundings in ever lasting shadow.
The baby dangled from the uterus, covered with his mother's fluids and vile, his cord on the verge of a breaking point.
Crows continued to piled on the cold corpse of the mother, feasting upon her flesh, filling their gluttonous bellies. The cord snapped and the baby started to plummet towards the ground. Crows flew from their perch, their eyes gleaming and their talons fixated on catching the falling prey. A sky battle had broken out between the crows and the baby watch helplessly as he was at the mercy of his foes.
The newborn scared began to cry and yell, the carrier, surprised by these notions was struck by another crow, releasing upon impact. The baby began to sway, falling once more, closer and closer towards the hard ground.
Crows battled intensely while descending, trying to grab their falling snack. A crow from the left swiftly swooped in, making a dash for him, over powered by the others it smashed into the tree, whilst the baby fell into a open knothole and the knothole enclosed itself.
The twisted roots of the darkened tree seemed to stretched into infinity. The child would surely float, forever, in the darkness, alone and fearful of what was to come. The tree that had taken his mother's life, would become his new mother and his voice of reckoning.
Pg2 The baby continued to float in the empty darkness, shivering uncontrollably. He did not weep, as his tear ducts were frozen and his eyes devoid of liquid.
A root spiraled upwards as the baby made its decent, landing gently in the warm embrace of the roots soft underbelly. Converted by a blanket of roots, which pulsed with a strange energy source. The frost left him and as the roots cradled him back and forth, his eyes became dormant, shutting and finally he went to sleep.
Pg 1 - A New Beginning
Pg 4 - Despair
Pg 10 - The Founding of a Kingdom
Pg1 In a land of chaotic evil where shadows lurked and sin ruled. A baby; innocence was born. Out of suicide. The mother struggled as the coarse grip of the rope cut into her silk like skin, staining both the rope and her white blouse, red. The woman's body hung lifelessly from a tree that has known death for centuries; the hanging tree.
The tree was once pure, teeming with beautiful flowers and illuminating with light. Over time it had been twisted and corrupted by those around it, the tree took a new form, taking life.
Crows had made this tree their home, carefully watching death work its magic from afar. The crows feasted on the flesh of both young and old, their eyes filled with a ravenous hunger being consumed by their lust for blood. Sheer numbers that circled above the twisted husk turned the very sky black, turning visibility to zero and consuming the surroundings in ever lasting shadow.
The baby dangled from the uterus, covered with his mother's fluids and vile, his cord on the verge of a breaking point.
Crows continued to piled on the cold corpse of the mother, feasting upon her flesh, filling their gluttonous bellies. The cord snapped and the baby started to plummet towards the ground. Crows flew from their perch, their eyes gleaming and their talons fixated on catching the falling prey. A sky battle had broken out between the crows and the baby watch helplessly as he was at the mercy of his foes.
The newborn scared began to cry and yell, the carrier, surprised by these notions was struck by another crow, releasing upon impact. The baby began to sway, falling once more, closer and closer towards the hard ground.
Crows battled intensely while descending, trying to grab their falling snack. A crow from the left swiftly swooped in, making a dash for him, over powered by the others it smashed into the tree, whilst the baby fell into a open knothole and the knothole enclosed itself.
The twisted roots of the darkened tree seemed to stretched into infinity. The child would surely float, forever, in the darkness, alone and fearful of what was to come. The tree that had taken his mother's life, would become his new mother and his voice of reckoning.
Pg2 The baby continued to float in the empty darkness, shivering uncontrollably. He did not weep, as his tear ducts were frozen and his eyes devoid of liquid.
A root spiraled upwards as the baby made its decent, landing gently in the warm embrace of the roots soft underbelly. Converted by a blanket of roots, which pulsed with a strange energy source. The frost left him and as the roots cradled him back and forth, his eyes became dormant, shutting and finally he went to sleep.
Dalome- Suicidal Brick
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