Ahhhhhh"I scream as I see a breast running towards me,I couldn't make out it's feature before I took off running into the forest, but I know it was huge , and have a wolf like structures,I continue screaming as I run deep in to the wood with out stopping. I stop feeling so tried
"I don't think that thing is after me anymore, but where the hell am I?"I asked looking around the unfamiliar forest "I hate this"I said trying to find the right way out.
30 min into walking around,I got even more lost,I have a bad feeling,I won't like what coming , and I'm so hungry already.
I turned quickly when the brunches start making noise of some one or breast moving.my heart started beating fast b, is this how I die, finally the noise stopped, just as I was breathing out, something or let say someone walked out scaring the shit out of me ,a human being finally.
"Hello"I called out to the person, but something I didn't expect happened ,
he jumped on me , taking me down to the ground,I screamed at the top of my voice.
"You smells so good"he said head buried on my shoulder.
"Please let me go please"I pleaded, I'm so scared I could faint
"Have you come here to die?" The voice was a bare whisper against the enveloping dark. It sounded stark and cold, with nothing in offer linked to safety. Yet, it brought me comfort of great proportions.
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In the dark wintry recesses of Baneberry Lane where the sun seems to set earlier than the rest, troubled passion blankets the streets. Known as the Valley of The Shadow of Death by the commoners for the dangerous folk it harbors. There's a house at the corner of the street underneath the pavement where a lone mollyboy stays with his dying mother with no inclination to trouble, save the knife he carries for protection.
Brinley knows people look at him when he walks the districts. He sees the disgust in their eyes, he understands. The same dysphoria follows him everytime he looks at his body. Being born a girl, with a girls body and a girls voice took nothing from him knowing he was a boy. So he carries on, deepening his voice and binding his chest. Hoping one day, the misgendered notions would drop and people see him.
Finn was born into wealth. Yet, the one thing he wants is the one thing he can never have. It's the secret he keeps against his family. Being attracted to the same sex is seen as a passing moment or a hankering in one's life. Finn knows that sex in his world is never followed by anything as absurd as love. So he carries on, still he craves and late at night, his desires take over him and he imagines what his life would feel like if he dropped all the pretenses.
They could only shatter each other's worlds.
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Note: This is a short story set before the timeline of "Arsenic." It is not necessary to read this before reading "Arsenic", it can also be read as a standalone.
No Rest For The Wicked #0.5