The Fable of the Stray Fox-Happy EndingThe Fable of the Stray FoxThe Fable of the Stray Fox-Happy Ending2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Fable of the Stray Fox
Just like people the animals hold their own societies, but whilst we elect to live in houses within or outside of cities the animals choose to remain outside all together. Take the fox, perhaps the most cunning and certainly among the dangerous of all animals to roam the woods. The foxes reigned proud in the centre of the woods, kings and queens among the animals there, feared and respected by all who wasn't a fox.
However like the societies of man, the foxes were capable of being unjust and cruel. In the coven of the foxes was born a youngling, he wasn't a runt nor was he a high ranking male but yet he was spurned by all whom was a fox. He wasn't sure why, he didn't feel too different from all the others. He walked like they did and acted like they did yet no matter what his endeavours it only got him shame from his parents and hatred from the coven. So the young fox grew to be alone.
The years and the foxes were unkind to t
The Siren - 13A half-step behind Sandie, Mike heard it, too.The Siren - 132 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And it was mind-blowing. It sounded like angels, he thought, but he knew better than that. There was a far more down-to-earth explanation sitting on the couch – or at least, a more tangible one, he corrected himself. There were goosebumps on his arms and a shiver deep inside his spine, a sense of something not quite right. Still, he let himself stop in the doorway to listen, and for a moment, just a moment, he let himself fly.
Then the sound stopped, and that thing was standing at the end of the hall, its bald head cocked to one side, staring at them through impassive black eyes. The elation began to ebb, and Mike shook himself, entertaining a sneaking suspicion that John Doe was sucking up his happiness like a sponge. That was fair enough, he supposed; it was not really his in the first place.
“Shit,” Sandie whispered with a kind of dazed reverence.
Mike looked over to see tears in her eyes. She wiped them away hastil
The Siren - 3It was only reluctantly that Sandie went to work on Friday morning, but she had to admit that her nails looked awesome. She had settled on neon blue, and Connie had loaned her an eye shadow to match. It gave her a tiny bit of extra confidence, just enough to face a steady stream of coffee-hungry commuters. She flitted between the espresso machine and the rows of syrup bottles, filling orders while she deflected curious sympathy from her co-workers.The Siren - 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Connie was the worst.
"So, he didn't take anything?" she verified for the twentieth time. She popped her gum and flipped her glossy black mohawk to the other side of her head.
"Nope. At least, I haven't noticed anything missing yet."
"Nothing?" Connie asked again. She leered and winked. "Nothing at all? I mean, you don't think he snuck in and ravished your unconscious body?"
"What the hell? Where do you get this stuff?"
"From Padre. Not that last part, I mean. He just told me you had a break-in. Bo-ring. Doesn't make a good story to say some
The Siren - 4Mike brought a pizza for lunch, and the crew piled into the back of his minivan to enjoy it. He disconnected the battery to keep the interior lights from eating up the juice and opened all of the doors to invite a breeze. Even so, the sun turned his car into an oven. At least the pizza was hot.The Siren - 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sign on the Baptist church down the street flashed: "Pray for Rain."
"You feeling okay?" Mike asked. He had on a red plaid shirt that almost managed to hide the pizza-sauce stains. His collar was curled up in the cup holder in the front seat.
"Better," Sandie said. She bit off a string of cheese and helped herself to an orange soda from the cooler. "I mean, it's hard to stay freaked out when you're working the morning rush and you've got twelve caffeine addicts yelling at you over the counter. Would have been easier if Connie would stop bugging me, though."
Connie offered an angelic smile from her place on the bumper. "Not my fault you're loca, mama."
"I guess you guys don't listen to
The Siren - 7The thing sat still and silent on Sandie's couch, swathed in the oversized black shirt and faded jeans of some long-ago boyfriend. Its white hands rested, motionless, on Its denim-clad thighs while Its expressionless eyes stared through the wall into nothing. It had not moved in more than half an hour, not even to breathe which only made sense, Sandie thought, since It had been dead and rotting the last time she had seen It.The Siren - 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
On the other hand, it was hard to be sure that this visitor was the same one that had shattered her window. The faces were so different, and this one was not dripping, but the voice in her head was the same. It felt the same, what few flashes she had gotten from It.
But after a few minutes, It seemed to have given in to exhaustion and fell into quiet muttering that filled the back of Sandie's head.
She tried to help. She dug up old clothes and helped It to dress, a process not dissimilar to trying to clothe a rag doll. She asked what It needed, both aloud an
The Siren - 10Sandie made an effort to swallow her shock before Brandon could see. Connie was not as subtle.The Siren - 102 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Holy crap," said Connie.
"Holy crap," said John Doe.
"What kind of problems are we talking about?" said Brandon, backing a step away.
"What kind of problems are we talking about?" said John Doe, recoiling from the sudden rush of mistrust.
Please, please stop, Sandie begged silently. The thing met her gaze expressionlessly and set the napkin down on the table. It touched one white forefinger to the sugar shaker, and Sandie could feel a question rising in the mind behind those flat, black eyes.
Later, she whispered. Not now, later. Please, just don't.
Connie's knuckles made contact with Sandie's arm, and she realized that Brandon had asked her something.
"I don't know," she replied without really knowing what the question had been. "It's He's never done that before."
Brandon shook his head carefully. "Shouldn't you, like, tell his doctors, or something?" At least he
The Siren - 5All Sandie learned from her very expensive blood tests was that there was no reason for her to have paid for very expensive blood tests. She did not have leprosy, or hepatitis, or any of a number of different anemias. The news was a comfort, but the check was not.The Siren - 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sandie bought a book of stamps and sent a stack of poems away to the offices of Lead Soldiers, thinking that a small royalty would at least begin to fill the dent that a new door and a medical bill had left in her bank account.
"Maybe you could take up a special collection for me," she told Mike as she got him a glass of water root beer was an unnecessary expense.
"Meh," he said. "Charitable though the cause may be, it doesn't really work that way."
"Shame. I'm going to start getting really sick of ramen in a week or two."
"You can always come share with me. For some reason, people are always bringing me leftover barbecue. Which is nice, don't get me wrong. But they must think I eat like a football team or somet
The Siren - 17Bird wings, Sandie scribbled on a yellow legal pad.The Siren - 172 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Something like flying
Something like burning
When the sky slips away and leaves
Only blue stars.
Each one has a voice. Nebula magic.
John twanged quietly on his guitar, but Sandie could feel him listening in on her creative process. He could have talked if he wanted to, but he did not. inefficient, he told her. He talked to Mike, and he talked to Connie, and he talked to Nacho, but talking aloud to Sandie was pointless when she could know/sense/understand/hear him just fine.
words make feelings, he observed. same-different like music. how?
Sandie tucked her pen behind her ear. “They just do,” she said. “They make you think about things that make you feel. How do you do it?”
dots little dots moving combining moving. tiny song everything song.
He took a moment to think about the meaning he felt in her mind,
The Siren - 18John played Mag’s Bar and Grill on Wednesdays and Fridays; on Tuesdays, he provided ambience for The Staghorn, a fine-dining establishment that specialized in farm-raised venison; Thursday saw him at Three Rivers Wine Lounge. Saturday night, though, at five-thirty, Mike took over.The Siren - 182 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I really kind of don’t like this,” he told Sandie uncertainly, poking his head out of the vestry with a flash of Ordinary Time green. “We’re worshiping. That’s not to be used for whatever he’s using it for. I mean, it’s great if he wants to sing in church, but the whole point is to make a joyful noise unto the Lord, and I’m not really sure he gets that concept.”
Sandie shrugged and looked at John for help, but John was more interested in the large church calendar pinned to the wall.
“I think he wants a demonstration,” she said, raising her voice as Mike disappeared back into the glorified closet to look for a st
The Siren - 8There was a dead body in the back seat, and it was staring at Mike.The Siren - 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's not staring at you," Sandie told him. "Actually, I'm not sure that it can see."
"Well, it's not a he or a she. I didn't exactly check, but it was kind of hard not to notice "
"I don't think I needed to know that."
And still it stared.
Mike kept a firm hold on Sandie's hand until they got on the Loop and she needed both hands to drive. She looked grim and determined in the green glow of the dashboard lights. It talked to her, she said, talked to her in dreams the way angels were said to do sometimes. Whatever was riding in that weird, hairless body, it was no angel. He watched Sandie's face carefully, keeping tabs on the thing in the back seat from the corner of his eye.
The bluegrass bar was called Hat Bands, and business was just beginning to pick up for the night. Rows of cars clogged the tiny parking lot, forcing Sandie to look for a space around back.
There was a noise from the back seat as S
Homestuck X Reader - The Auction - IntroHomestuck X Reader - The Auction - Intro5 months ago in Humor More Like This
"It . . . burnt down. I'm sorry miss. Some flammable paint fell near an outlet, and the outlet sparked."
You walked onto the scene to see the police man telling your friend, Jess, that her art shop had burnt down. The whole place was covered in ash and soot, and overall burnt to a crisp.
"How much is this going to cost me?" Jess asked the police man.
"At least 5,000 dollars i'm afraid." Jess slumped onto her safe, the only thing left. You walked up and put a hand on her shoulder, some of your others friends walking up as well.
"Woah, what happened here?" Noah, your friend and co-worker walked onto the scene, not expecting his workplace to be burnt to a crisp. Oh yeah, did I forget to mention you all worked at the art shop? So this was really bad for you too, cause your now out of a job.
"A dragon came and got upset when he didn't have enough money to pay, WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED?! My store burnt down!" Je
Burgundy (The Shadow Watchers)It rose in the darkness,Burgundy (The Shadow Watchers)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something fierce and intimidating.
We watched with wide, round eyes,
As it lunged past our shaking adolescent figures, frozen in the darkness.
That was eight years ago,
Eight years ago to the day.
We remember that sleepover well
We still carry that memory within our very being.
That house was long abandoned,
Yet we ventured in anyway.
Curiosity much more powerful than fear,
We crept inside and made our way to that horrible room
Where we lost her that night.
Some say her heart simply gave out;
We say she died of fright.
Eight years ago we lost our friend,
How foolish of us to enter this house ever again!
Yet it was as if we were called here,
Beckoned here, by some unknown force.
After chatting and catching up all the way there,
We instantly fell silent upon entering the gray, dull building.
The creaking boards groaning with every step
And then we approached the staircase.
With a lump in my throat, I bravely took the first ste
MuseumMy muse is wayward,Museum3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sometimes wonder if he loves me at all.
Long months pass in bristling silence. He
will not listen to my inept protestations,
I'm forced to realise that I can never earn his fickle love.
Yet, in the depths of an arid night the drought will be broken,
I'm swamped with more love than I can endure.
He tells me I need only be patient,
our final embrace will be sufficient cure.
SkilletFatdrips from my fingertips and frizzles in the panSkillet2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Going to an alley soon to meet a man called Shady Dan
If my manic depression's in control I might dig a hole
In my backyard somewhere to bury freckles, warts and moles
Loose as a goose and ten feet tall the clouds float past my eyes
Shaken to my roots but I don't have the ducts to cry
I dropped them off in some old shop somewhere to be repaired
Now I can't find my way back even if I wanted to go there
Brimming with suspicion the fat neighbors glare in synch
The free-range monkeys pull and tug and bring me to the brink
Of having what I used to have but can't find anymore
Before I started yodeling and opened all those doors
The doors that open up to rooms with doors and then more doors
Until I'm tired from traveling nowhere and become more than bored
Even killer clowns in a drive-by spree can't wake me from my dream
And so I go to sleep in stasis and forget about every-anything
The Symphony Resonating in Our Hearts~Ch.1 Pt.1~The Symphony Resonating in Our Hearts~Ch.1 Pt.1~8 months ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Note: Part 1 as in... THERE'S GONNA BE MORE TOMORROW~! And just a tiny bit of feels are in this... It's hinting to something big and let's see if you can get it! It's some pretty weak feels though... It'll get stronger tomorrow.
“Gumi! Gumi! Rin! Rin! Help!” Miku called frantically as she ran down the hallway. “Who’s dying?!” Gumi yelled as she peeked her head out of her bedroom door. “My performance will unless you come and HELP ME PICK MY OUTFITS. NOW,” Gumi sighed and walked over to her friend with a goofy grin. “And so this is where Project Diva came from,” she said with a giggle. “It still is popular because ‘Sekai de ichiban ohime-sama. Sou iu atsukai kokoroete yo ne (The number one Princess in the whole world, so make sure you know by heart how to treat me, got it?)~!’” sh
They LiedThey Lied4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
They said I'd have the time of my life
I was bored
They said that i would make heaps of friends
I was alone
They said that it would be fun
They said that I would have a boyfriend
No one asked me out
They said that the teachers would control the class
They said that counseling would help me
It made me worse
They said that I would succeed
Reflections of ImperfectionI look into the mirror and see them; my own imperfections staring backReflections of Imperfection2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They mock me, they taunt me, those dictators of the mind
As I stand alone, trapped in a vision so endlessly confusing
Exhausted, beaten down by no one other than myself
One criticism equaling a million anchors in my soul
A kind acknowledgment, nothing more than a ghost
My own imagination or reality?
One can do a million things and never achieve perfection
And though this is part of my knowledge, the rest of myself has yet to believe it to be true...
I'm SickAs I sit in darkness I feel its cold breath within me, burning my insides with its icy fire.I'm Sick1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
It’s not warm like a flame should be. It’s a contradiction. It’s unnatural. It makes me
nervous. It hurts. I trail shaky fingers over my bruised skin—it wants out again.
Unnatural. But really, what is natural? What is the definition of something one might
consider normal? It most certainly cannot be this beast within me. I cannot decipher now
between it and I. We are one yet we are two. Two that sometimes is one and one that
sometimes is two. One. Two. Two. One.
Rage. It’s always there but now it burns cold in the front of my mind as well as the
back. My subconscious is diseased with inhuman instinct and my consciousness is
becoming sick. It’s a plague.
I’ve opened the doors to famine.
Naughty Irish SpiritsPoor Molly Deegan was so very tired. She had done her nightly rituals in a stupor and when her fiery red head hit the pillow, she was gone into dreamland without a stray thought.Naughty Irish Spirits3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her corgi's barks jolted Molly back to wakefulness and this, she couldn't ignore. With a muttered oath, she flung the blankets back and swung her feet over the side of the bed. She cringed at the cold air and grabbed a throw from the foot of the bed and wrapped it around her self. A blue streak of curses trailed along behind her as she stomped into the kitchen to investigate.
She was momentarily shaken out of her foul mood when she saw that the kitchen was undisturbed. She stood in sleepy dumbness until she realized that there was a glow from the garage window.
Walking outside, Molly saw that the garage door was ajar and peering inside, she saw Aedan heaving the last of the broken shards of glass into the recycling bin, the partial logo on the shard revealing that it was one of her college bar glasses.
Kaname X Zero FanficKaname X Zero - Bloody pleasuresKaname X Zero Fanfic3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zero stood in the library, reading a fairy tail book about a modern-day prince who has to rescue a dragon from a science lab. "Gah...It smells like vampires in here..." He muttered, looking around with his permanent glare. The day class library hadn't had the next book in his series, so he had to come to the night-class library to get it. It had been a long while since he had bitten Yuuki, so he was getting even more easily angered and on-edge, if that's possible. Sitting down at one of the tables, he moaned as pain hit his stomach, moving up his spine like lightning. He got up and walked out of the room. "I'll take this back in a few days!" He called at the library keeper. "Their all demons, every last one of them...Including...Me..." He said, as he collapsed by the pool. Gasping, he clutched his shoulders. His eyes glowed like blood embers. Gasping as the pain increased, ho wondered if he would die here. "No...Can't...." He
Hypocrite :Hitachiincest:Hikaru had been spending a lot of time with Haruhi. A lot. Honestly, Kaoru knew he should be happy for his twin, because it was obvious how much he cared about her. But, instead, he found himself more frustrated than anything else. He attributed this to the fact that Hikaru himself seemed to be the only person oblivious to his feelings.Hypocrite :Hitachiincest:2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Honestly. How ridiculous.
It wasn't until Kaoru was approached by two girls in the host club that he realized his frustration may be due to something entirely different.
Kaoru leant forward, looking across the table at the girl who sat across from him, "Yes, princess?"
"Kaoru, may I ask you a question?" She looked anywhere but his eyes, twirling her thumbs together on top of the table in what he assumed to be a nervous act.
"Of course." He smiled broadly at her.
"Does it bother you," She finally met his eyes, though he could tell it took a great amount of courage to do so, "That Hikaru no longer spends any time with you?" For a momen
OHSHC-A tale of Jealous love 1OHSHC-A tale of Jealous love 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter one: Lone rose
Lately things have been different, or at least that's what many people have been telling me. I guess they're right, I know the changes are happening but...I just don't want to see them. Change is good but to me...in this case...I'm afraid I'll lose the person I care for more than anything else in my life. It started that night we made up because fought due to boredom and we went back home...my brother and I.
"Hikaru I know you love her. I know you love Haruhi. I can see it in your eyes...and the way you act around her--"
"So what if I do like her Kaoru? What then? You like her to right? Well maybe we can share her...or something!"
"Hika...you can't share a person! SOMETHINGS AREN'T MEANT TO BE SHARED! LISTEN TO DAMN REASON!"
"KAORU DON'T YELL AT ME ABOUT REASON!" *Slap*
...I didn't think he would hit me. There was always just us, Him and I, My brother and Me, Hikaru and kaoru...our world. Little by little I could see OUR WORLD shattering in