Once the world seemed full of magic, and then the world changed, but deep down, in the depths of places not seen, the magic never left, it only grew pungent with decay... Matt “There is no happy fat man in my story, there is only Yuri, and he is neither fat nor jolly. So let …
When the facts were checked, and the lines crossed out, 2020 was a year not only wished to be forgotten, but a year no one ever wanted to revisit, 2018 however... Matt “If what you say is true, then we must change the outcome!” Spider laughs loudly and wipes the tears that run down his …
“The ball was not as enjoyable as I had hoped, there were too many memories lost within the walls of the old hall, memories that took control of my senses,” she says through tear filled eyes. “Memories? What sort of memories do you have from there?” “They weren’t my memories.”
The light explodes, leaving the room in total darkness. Lloyd stand silently still while his heart beats erratically in his chest. Soon the seconds tick over into minutes, and he still dare not move, then he hears the jingling of sleigh bells once more, and lets out a stuttered sigh.
He stares at the knifes blade, and twists it slowly in the air before him, then starts to whistle softly as he looks up at them. “There’s nothing more satisfying, than holding a heavy blade that’s covered in someone else’s blood.” He says with a broad grin upon his face.
He stares wearily into his mirrored reflection, staring past his own image and into the image behind him, between each repeated reflection that is thrown back at him, as the mirror before him reflects the mirror behind, and so on and on again, until finally she stares back at him.
The jar hits the ground with a volatile explosion, sending shards of glass and strawberry jam across the floor in all directions. He looks up at the others and smiles wryly and holds out his hand.“Pay up,” he says proudly.“Seriously?”“What, you think I was joking?” he sneers.
“There is no simplistic answer, there is only my answer,” he says with a wide-eyed smile.“Your answer does nothing for me, so why should it resolve all those before us?” he says as he gestures towards the others as they stand silently watching."For my fist shall heed so!”
He stares into her hate filled eyes and spits venomously towards her. “You shall not have what is not yours. You shall only have the leftovers, and nothing more!”The sneer that creeps across her lips cuts through the air more than her words ever could, separating flesh from bone.
“A defining moment, you called it. A twisted defining moment. Yet the moment wasn’t defining, was it?” he says as he looks across the room towards her. “But, I died. Wasn’t that defining enough?” “Death doesn’t define anything, it is but a stepping stone, a misguided glance, an endless nothing.”