Thought I'd try something pretty different, comments/critisism welcome.
As I look past the bars of my cage, past the sickening sight of a group of children on a expedition to the circus drool over my cage, I see a group of heavily armed and decently clothed humanoids enter the main tent. I wonder what they're up to? The usual clientele are rich snobs or poor "waifs" looking for a break from harsh reality. I snarl, enjoying the sight of school children draw back slightly. Then, just because I'm feeling irratable, I lean right over the teacher expounding upon my virtues and purported orgin, (I wouldn't know, being born into the circus) and breath a loud and hard as I can. The guy jumps a least a couple of feet in the air! He rushes away with his pupils trailing after him like frightened pidgeons from a carriage. BWAHAHAHAHA!! Peace at last. I contentedly curl up for a nap.
I wake up to loud voices, a young elf child, slim, with blond hair, is arguing with the same group of individuals I saw entering the tent earlier. With a snarl (bah, not of course any real snarl), she whips out a stick, points it at them and says a word. A ball of light shoots out, they duck, and it hits me right in the chest! I can feel myself shrinking, my bones warping. I stop shrinking, and I look down at myself with horror. I'm a squirrel! I chitter in disgust, and then run out from my cage and scamper up the bars. I look with hate and fear. "I will find a way to change back, and then I will kill her." I say to myself. But until then, I curl up on top of the cage and resume my nap.
I hope you like!
Circus
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, Nov 28 2003 05:35 PM
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