Re: Mini-Grand 5106 [Round 1: Corola Cabana]
07-28-2011, 10:01 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by XX.
creep creep went the spider, I’m coming for you
it was too warm in these trees this forest wasn’t her forest, noooo, it smelled all wrong, too wrong like a sick new sapling hollow with rot. where were her sisters, where were her brothers? no they weren’t here no, no, no one was here, no voices on the webs just stumbling clumsy thick heavy feet running forwards and back mice mice little mice, big mice, rats
predator
prey
rough rough bark under her legs tip tap tip tap no sound over the ground and the red soil, up in the trees bad trees, too green white ghost in the canopy haunting the leaves weak branches broken, no sound, all no sound white ghost in the tree looking out run run little mice this ghost hunts mice
little mouse nests, distant
noise on the wind, mouse sounds
white ghost flying from the tree, no sound, haunt the next tree, hunt for prey. little small things red and blue, open beaks open wings, no sound, no warning, hungry ghost hungry ghost no more wings feathers on the leaves, no sound. white ghost red mouth green leaves, too green. no sound.
!!fire
ghost in the branches hidden from sight, hidden haunting, smell fire smell fear. green tree burning close, not close, not far enough, no ghost in the fire no fire in the ghost. white wind, white ghost in the trees, touching here or there but never landing, no fire no fear hate the fire no fear. no fear. green trees not safe, this ghost keeps haunting this ghost hunts for mice
white ghost in the forest, no sound to hear
this ghost flies
little nests, all in a line, lines lines lines. little tunnels for the mice to nest. polite mice, nice mice. no one sees the ghost on the walls, no one sees the ghost on the roof. watch for mice, watch mice and music dancing. trapped in a web, dancing, dancing. little feet. little mice.
hungry ghost
patient ghost
creep creep went the spider, I’m coming for you
it was too warm in these trees this forest wasn’t her forest, noooo, it smelled all wrong, too wrong like a sick new sapling hollow with rot. where were her sisters, where were her brothers? no they weren’t here no, no, no one was here, no voices on the webs just stumbling clumsy thick heavy feet running forwards and back mice mice little mice, big mice, rats
predator
prey
rough rough bark under her legs tip tap tip tap no sound over the ground and the red soil, up in the trees bad trees, too green white ghost in the canopy haunting the leaves weak branches broken, no sound, all no sound white ghost in the tree looking out run run little mice this ghost hunts mice
little mouse nests, distant
noise on the wind, mouse sounds
white ghost flying from the tree, no sound, haunt the next tree, hunt for prey. little small things red and blue, open beaks open wings, no sound, no warning, hungry ghost hungry ghost no more wings feathers on the leaves, no sound. white ghost red mouth green leaves, too green. no sound.
!!fire
ghost in the branches hidden from sight, hidden haunting, smell fire smell fear. green tree burning close, not close, not far enough, no ghost in the fire no fire in the ghost. white wind, white ghost in the trees, touching here or there but never landing, no fire no fear hate the fire no fear. no fear. green trees not safe, this ghost keeps haunting this ghost hunts for mice
white ghost in the forest, no sound to hear
this ghost flies
little nests, all in a line, lines lines lines. little tunnels for the mice to nest. polite mice, nice mice. no one sees the ghost on the walls, no one sees the ghost on the roof. watch for mice, watch mice and music dancing. trapped in a web, dancing, dancing. little feet. little mice.
hungry ghost
patient ghost