“Ever since word got out about me nearly poisoning a pregnant Dragon, I’ve been Shunned!” she whispered hoarsely, her wings drooping to the floor in despair. “Even my Creche-sisters won’t talk to me anymore!” she wailed, as a lock of blonde hair dropped into her face.Read More...
“Frazziss. You’ve got to let me go.” I beg of her.
“Please, I can’t hold on anymore. It’s just too painful.” And it was. I tried, I tried so very hard to hold on for her. But I just wasn’t tough enough.
The tears in her eyes that had been threatening to flow, did so as she closed them in anguish. I could see them course down her face, tracing the outline of those sweet cheek scales that I had lovingly stroked so many times.
Sobbing, she opens her eyes again. It breaks my heart to see the tears of the tortured longing in her face shining forth with a desire for something more, something unattainable.
I try to gently pull away from her, but she refuses to liberate me as I sit there on the edge. Instead, she tightens her grasp as if she could make me stay with her forever.
“Please.” I whisper one last time.
Slowly, reluctantly, she loosens her grip. She’s finally facing the fact that despite all of her wants, all of her desires, there were some things that I just couldn’t give her.
Then at the last, she releases me.
I turn my head away so as to not see the agony that grips her mournful face. I move my legs over the edge and face the gulf that lies before me. I gauge the distance, hoping that I might not miss the mark of the stone that lay so far beneath me. I also hope that she wouldn’t pull me back again. Yet, somehow deep down, I knew that I could trust her not to.
I don’t look back, for if I did, I wouldn’t be able to do what I have to next.
My ears shriek with her anguished negation, as I propel myself over the edge and down into the vastness that lay below.Read More...
Catching my breath, “The Fuck were you thinking, Gojira?” I yelled.
“I just saved your life, you Ungrateful Monkey!”, she snarled back.’
“I didn’t want your help, Tinker Toad!” I return.
“Hairless Ape!” She volleyed back.
“Tree Hatched Shell Slime!”
“Fruit Eating Mud Monkey!”Read More...
Well anyways, when I finally regained consciousness, I found myself aboard a train headed for parts east, and I was trussed up like a Krampus Day Turkey. I soon found out that I was suspended horizontally about a couple of feet from the ceiling of the luggage car, with my head banging against the wall in tune with the swaying of the train.
Turning my head I was able to view below me a Green Oni who appeared to be my guard. She was sitting in a chair underneath me, occasionally glancing up, but with most of her attention fixed upon that Eastern Asian crossword puzzle, what do they call it again? Soo-boo-koo? Did I say Eastern Asian? I meant to say Mist Continent! My bad.
After a couple of hours of my hanging there, I asked her if she could let me go so I could take care of some business. I asked her politely several times to let me go. I even said the magic word: Asshole.