Randoms and Requests
The first one posted was a request from an aquaintence on elftown. If you'ld like something specific, let me know. I'll see what I can work out. Of course, you'll have to credit me if you print it or post it anywhere.
3. The dried leaves blew softly across the cracked cement of the porch, her soft shoes picking their way to walk on the solid bricks. As she peeked through the rotted wood of the front door, she saw the linolium tile peeled, molded, and chipped away from the old dining room. The termite-eaten piano still stood, missing many keys, in the sitting room, where they would sit at the fireplace, eating caramel apples in the winter time.
Her small mind remembered the night she came home late. When the wood panneling of the floor was still its bright, cherry red and it shone with the polish. The fire was lit, and music was playing. She stepped into that very same sitting room all those years ago only to find her lover wrapped in more than an intimate embrace upon their leopard-skin rug with her neighbor's wife. She had been riding him strong, both too caught up in their throwes of lusty passion to notice her gaping figure in the doorway.
It was the first time she had ever had her heart broken, and she was sure it was that that snapped them from their sweaty reverie. Her stomach had hit the floor, yet she just calmly turned from the adulturous couple and walked back out the front door. Only once did she ever return: to retrieve her things.
Now, as she sliently crept en pointe as a ballerina, so as to avoid glass shards, she felt the shadow of her heart break. Turning, she left the ivy-encrusted cottage to rot, as had her dreams and hopes of a happy love, long before
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