-I’m here to restore balance, he said, staring through them as if they were not there.
The plants laughed. The laughter spread through the forest, along the roots and through the air.
-We’ve already tried, little one, but please come right in. Give it your best shot.
The giggles lingered as he walked through the dense bushes, thorns and branches cutting his skin, ripping his clothes. He pushed through high grass and ferns, crossed puddles and swamps.
Deep inside he came to the heart of the forest, the place where the roots met, where decisions were made.
He lay down, spread his cloak out… (more)
He held the little gnome up in front of his face. Finally. after years of pranks and disasters, he had him.
-Let me go!
-Let you go? George laughed. -Never! You little bugger…
He put the little man in a jar, trying to find out what to do with him.
It had all started with a broken alarm clock.
He had bought a new one. It broke as well.
Soon he’d lost his job.
Then the panties in the bedroom. Girlfriend gone, and that was just the beginning.
Now the little bastard was caught… (more)
Donald walked along the shelves, looked at the books. He knew people actually read these things.
“Maybe just a try,” he thought. “For the laugh of it.”
He grabbed one, pulled it out.
“Ouuuch!” The book fell on the floor. His hand was bleeding. “It… It bit me!”
More books fell out of the shelves. He jumped back. Razor sharp teeth appeared, snapping at him. Attacking him. Biting him.
The biting books came flying… (More)
“Welcome to hell!” The Devil had a big smile on his face. “We’re going to get to know each other very, very well.”
John wasn’t sure he wanted to. He’d heard about this guy, and he didn’t like what he’d heard.
“Could I please go to the bathroom?” he asked, looking for some kind of escape if even just for a moment.
“There is no bathroom!” He laughed and laughed, echoing through the halls.
It always… (more)
“We have to stop meeting like this,” the swordhands warrior said to the mantis priestess. “If the dark lords find out, we’re doomed.”
“I know… I’m so sorry.”
“Me to, my love. Goodbye.”
They parted ways with heavy heart that night. One day interspecies love would be accepted in this world, but they would be long gone by then.
The warrior was sad, so sad…
He looked down on his reflection. He saw his own face, dry and worn, nothing but a shadow of who he used to be. The forest was dying around him.
There were no birds anymore. No animals, just a fly every once in a while. He had learned how to catch them, but they weren’t much food.
Down by the lake he could see the old pram lying by the shore, sunken into the water. There were no more fish, no more nothing. Poison. It was where it had started, so silently.
He followed the water upstream…