59 Recent Deviations
Slender Son “Maybe if I go as a blind person?” I say. There isn’t an answer for several minutes. The only sounds are my fingers drumming against the counter and water boiling on the stove.Slender Son by my-soul-is-mine
Finally, she says, “No, Sage.”
“But I could wear the glasses, you know? It’d work.”
My mother looks at me, “A pair of black glasses isn’t going to fix everything. You’re doing fine being homeschooled.”
“Todd and Spencer get to go to public school.”
“Todd and Spencer aren’t…” mother allows herself to trail off. I try not to think about what she might’ve been about to say.
Another silence hangs in the air. I’m out of ideas. Mother strains whatever it is she’s cooking, not saying anything more, either. Todd walks into the room, then. He leans up on the counter.
“Dinner ready?” he asks mother. Todd and Spencer are my half bro
The Trinket TravestyChapter TwoThe Trinket Travesty by LyricLioness
I scarfed down the food, which was surprisingly good considering it was supposedly made by a being that I assumed didn’t eat normal food. As soon as the tray was clear, I stood again and picked it up, my manners remembered this time as I didn’t want to anger the man I shuffled across the carpet and silently opened the door, peeking out to see if the hallway was empty.
I wasn’t. Another tall being stood, thankfully with his back to me, at what seemed to be the top of a staircase, judging by the gap in the banister that one of his pale hands was resting on. I thought it was a different man because he wasn’t dressed in the immaculate black suit. Instead he was wearing a multicolored polka-dotted black suit jacket with long tails and a black top hat. His very long slacks matched the jacket. So unless there had been a recent change in wardrobe, there were more than one of these creatures in the house. I squeaked at the unexpected sight of him and shut the
The Trinket TravestyChapter OneThe Trinket Travesty by LyricLioness
*Trigger Warning- Panic Attack Described in Detail*
I had never been in such a dark before, though in my situation that was probably good. I didn’t want to see what was following me or what it would do once it caught me. Stumbling over tree roots and catching my jacket on stray branches definitely wasn’t doing anything to quell the fierce anxiety that I could feel beginning to tighten my chest. I ran faster, my arms out in front of me, pushing away what branches I could reach and stopping me from running full tilt into trees. I was essentially blind and the thing behind me was catching up.
Finally I spotted a paler darkness up ahead, maybe I would be able to see where I was and what was following me. My breaths came in harsh pants as I pushed my legs to their limit and the iron bands of panic constricted around my lungs, making it hard to intake air. I whimpered in pain and pressed myself harder to the lighter area of the forest. I broke out of the trees