Starry Night SkyI enjoy looking into the sky at night, it fills me with sadness, it fills me with fright. Look at that star, shining so bright…Starry Night Sky
Looking down, looking around, all the same, that old ground. I pick up some glass, a piece that I found…
A bright reflection can be seen, bouncing off that perfect sheen. It comes from above; backwards I lean…
That star again, it seems to have grown, that seems odd; it chills my bone. Things that scare me are things unknown…
I blink, again, it is bigger, or is it nearer? The details, the flame
LemonsI woke up through the shrill assault on my ears that was my alarm. I had stumbled out of bed and crawled over to it (I positioned my alarm at the furthest point from my bed in an effort to wake me up more effectively).Lemons
7:00
'bah, what a load of shit' I thought to myself as I changed the alarm time to 7:30 instead, 'class starts at 9. I've got plenty of time to sleep some more'.
As usual, I was late to class.
The day drifted by somewhat eventlessly until I returned home and noticed no less than ten lemons in the fruit bowl.
"what the Christ?" I wondered aloud, "ah! Pancake day!"
The Hub"Come with me," he said, "There's someone yer interested in meetin'."The Hub
I shrugged complacently, and began a slow, weightless walk behind Cold Milk. His walk was a strange one, his body leaned backwards as he took his long exaggerated strides.
"Why do you walk like that?" I asked, causing him to stop and stand upright again.
"My my, ain't you a cheerful surprise!" his finger-eyes were fixated on my human ones, "so inquisitive!"
His digits twitched somewhat. I think that's his version of a twinkle. After an comfortable few moments of silence he decided to bare his teeth into a grin.
Cold MilkPurple was the first thing I saw. Glistening in the light. Strange that, as I don't leave a light on when I go to bed, and my curtains ought to be closed.Cold Milk
Stranger still, that this purple slimy thing was covering my eyes. I pushed wildly against it, and it shifted effortlessly across my face and along the floor.
I sat upright, some purple tendril had just made its way through the crack under my door.
"This is odd," I thought to myself, "this doesn't happen often."
I wiped some small amount of slime from my face and got out of bed. It was in attempting this that I realized I wasn't in bed at
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