Trying to contribute. Does this count? ???/F/M
Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2018 8:08 am
Who am I? What am I?
Just a person.
Just a fool.
Long have I stalked.
Long have I read.
Long have I listened.
So many provide.
So many cared.
So many create.
So many needs.
So let speak of a story.
Maybe my own?
No.
Not with how this ends.
Unknown eating Female/Male.
C1:An Arrow to the Knee Would Have Been Kinder
Many an hour has passed since that day when spring last longest for the year. I remember that day. For some reason the smell of honey drift on the air and the flowers blooming from the once frigid ground to tell the world that soon the sun would come again. It was out in the park that I had wandered and heard the girl scream. So let me tell you my point of view.
It was late in the night when the chill in the air bit at my arms, the flowers had given up for hope of the sun's ray returning but there was that smell of honey that spoke of something out of the unnatural. Perhaps if there were tea served by the picnic tables yet as I cast my eyes across I could only find that it was a truth. I was alone. The moon was but a sliver and the light in the park only just illuminated the ground. Barely a cloud in the sky other then the single one that crossed the moon itself.
Nature was an interesting thing wasn't it? From that single cloud a darkness was cast thick enough to blind no matter how hard I stared into the shadow. In that moment I heard a sound. A scream of a woman as if stabbed in the heart and left to make the final blood curdling screech to the high heavens in claim for mercy. I was a young man, barely along in my years but still enough to be considered well into the age of an adult. It was in those days I also felt that I was a man. Nothing could keep me down and there was always a test to prove my mettle!
In that darkness I sprint and for a moment I could tell where I was going. First past the park benches from which many elders would feed the birds that lived in the nearby trees. Just up this hill, five steps forward, little turn to the left and along a path that felt like stone. This path cut all the way through the park and made a good jog easy, the tender usually making sure each stone was well set. Another scream told me to come off of the road halfway there however and of course being the strong man I was I answered with a mighty leap and continued sprint after I had landed.
It was beyond the next line of trees that she had screamed out! I knew this in my heart and I felt every one of my mental cues to signal the fact that I was going to help her! Did she get stuck in a tree? Was there some pervert trying to take advantage of her? Whatever wall of thorns was there tore at my skin as I continued to run as something else in my mind telling me a simple fact...
This wasn't right.
There were no thorns in the park.
Where was this?
It could be ignored! "I'm Coming! Hang On!" So the signal was called. I was coming! I was going to help this woman and she'd be thankful for my help after her distress! Perhaps a father that would yield to giving a reward for their daughter's safety? It was icing on the cake but it would have to be frosted later! For now he still had to bake those actions and prepare it to serve.
A third screech cried out! Did some bastard leave a beartrap out again to try and hurt the neighborhood kids? Did this woman get caught? Finally making it out into a clearing the park it- it did not look like the park that I knew... It was as if I was in the middle of a thick forest with the moon shining around the cloud overhead and in this clearing stood my own quarry! But what was I seeing?
It looked like a feathery trash bag with an opening of a giant beak from which the girl was partially poured out. One hand outstretched towards what would be her savior, a single eye missing as if it had been torn from it's socket and blood pouring both over her face and that single arm. What was this that I saw? Did somebody ruin this girl's body and leave her as trash in this thing? She had to be weak as she sank in, her head vanishing...
Rewards and riches? A woman's life? My own? There were so many things that were on the table that I felt the need to flip it and turn life on it's head! Murderers still in the park? I ignored it as I ran forward to her! A feathery bag of bodies? It did not matter as I placed my foot against it, reaching in and grabbing the arm to stop her from sinking! This giant beak that remained open... Fleshy?...
The smell of death came up, rancid from this feathery bag as I tried to pull the girl up! Gnarly and sickened as it twist my stomach, my other hand pushing at a patch of feather to help hurry this process up before I lose my breath and gag on these wretched fumes! What was it that I saw when I looked down, this strange fleshy tube and the girl's face staring up at me with hope! She had screamed but she did not speak, everything to be said found in her eyes and in the motion of her arm as she tried to pull herself up! As well as my arm back in...
The beat of the heart would not of been a long enough tracker of time to tell how quickly everything came to an end! That beak had closed with a viciousness not unlike the beartrap that I did dread from before! My manliness was suddenly brought into question as I too screamed, yelling out in pain as I felt something cut through the flesh and down to the bone! I had never felt any such agony and adrenaline was pumping through my body as I as well dyed of my own skin the crimson of my blood. This machine? No.
With the beak closed I could see it, the eyes of the beast that showed it's hunger and it's fury from this new treat that tried to take it's first! Grinding and crushing the bone snapping and a hoarse cry as the arm was sent down with the woman! Everything in what remained was on fire as I fell back and lay before this monsterous abomination! Too dark to see but bright enough to know a simple truth! This was a nightmare incarnate. One that stepped forth with now shown claws with the feet of a bird to stare down at it's newest meal.
I was not a man. Not enough to stand before something like this and think to live to tell the tale. Not after how easily and quickly for the matter that it had torn through the bone of my arm! Needless to say that lately I find what I had gone through rather... Humerous! Even with only half of my right one left. Blood running with pain suddenly seeping into my body. The cloud of the sky moved out of the way of the moon and it's light shined bright enough to illuminate the world around me!
Not a thing was to be found. The bird like creature, the woman, and the rest of my right arm all vanished. My left now moved to the pockets, fumbling with a phone. Why did I not call the cops before? I was stupid enough to charge in that day and by the time I was able to dial 911 I had passed out from blood loss. I walked into the park that day a man.
I left on a gurney while they rushed me to the hospital.
Awakening and telling myself that it was a dream.
Just so I don't have to think about what she went through...
Just a person.
Just a fool.
Long have I stalked.
Long have I read.
Long have I listened.
So many provide.
So many cared.
So many create.
So many needs.
So let speak of a story.
Maybe my own?
No.
Not with how this ends.
Unknown eating Female/Male.
C1:An Arrow to the Knee Would Have Been Kinder
Many an hour has passed since that day when spring last longest for the year. I remember that day. For some reason the smell of honey drift on the air and the flowers blooming from the once frigid ground to tell the world that soon the sun would come again. It was out in the park that I had wandered and heard the girl scream. So let me tell you my point of view.
It was late in the night when the chill in the air bit at my arms, the flowers had given up for hope of the sun's ray returning but there was that smell of honey that spoke of something out of the unnatural. Perhaps if there were tea served by the picnic tables yet as I cast my eyes across I could only find that it was a truth. I was alone. The moon was but a sliver and the light in the park only just illuminated the ground. Barely a cloud in the sky other then the single one that crossed the moon itself.
Nature was an interesting thing wasn't it? From that single cloud a darkness was cast thick enough to blind no matter how hard I stared into the shadow. In that moment I heard a sound. A scream of a woman as if stabbed in the heart and left to make the final blood curdling screech to the high heavens in claim for mercy. I was a young man, barely along in my years but still enough to be considered well into the age of an adult. It was in those days I also felt that I was a man. Nothing could keep me down and there was always a test to prove my mettle!
In that darkness I sprint and for a moment I could tell where I was going. First past the park benches from which many elders would feed the birds that lived in the nearby trees. Just up this hill, five steps forward, little turn to the left and along a path that felt like stone. This path cut all the way through the park and made a good jog easy, the tender usually making sure each stone was well set. Another scream told me to come off of the road halfway there however and of course being the strong man I was I answered with a mighty leap and continued sprint after I had landed.
It was beyond the next line of trees that she had screamed out! I knew this in my heart and I felt every one of my mental cues to signal the fact that I was going to help her! Did she get stuck in a tree? Was there some pervert trying to take advantage of her? Whatever wall of thorns was there tore at my skin as I continued to run as something else in my mind telling me a simple fact...
This wasn't right.
There were no thorns in the park.
Where was this?
It could be ignored! "I'm Coming! Hang On!" So the signal was called. I was coming! I was going to help this woman and she'd be thankful for my help after her distress! Perhaps a father that would yield to giving a reward for their daughter's safety? It was icing on the cake but it would have to be frosted later! For now he still had to bake those actions and prepare it to serve.
A third screech cried out! Did some bastard leave a beartrap out again to try and hurt the neighborhood kids? Did this woman get caught? Finally making it out into a clearing the park it- it did not look like the park that I knew... It was as if I was in the middle of a thick forest with the moon shining around the cloud overhead and in this clearing stood my own quarry! But what was I seeing?
It looked like a feathery trash bag with an opening of a giant beak from which the girl was partially poured out. One hand outstretched towards what would be her savior, a single eye missing as if it had been torn from it's socket and blood pouring both over her face and that single arm. What was this that I saw? Did somebody ruin this girl's body and leave her as trash in this thing? She had to be weak as she sank in, her head vanishing...
Rewards and riches? A woman's life? My own? There were so many things that were on the table that I felt the need to flip it and turn life on it's head! Murderers still in the park? I ignored it as I ran forward to her! A feathery bag of bodies? It did not matter as I placed my foot against it, reaching in and grabbing the arm to stop her from sinking! This giant beak that remained open... Fleshy?...
The smell of death came up, rancid from this feathery bag as I tried to pull the girl up! Gnarly and sickened as it twist my stomach, my other hand pushing at a patch of feather to help hurry this process up before I lose my breath and gag on these wretched fumes! What was it that I saw when I looked down, this strange fleshy tube and the girl's face staring up at me with hope! She had screamed but she did not speak, everything to be said found in her eyes and in the motion of her arm as she tried to pull herself up! As well as my arm back in...
The beat of the heart would not of been a long enough tracker of time to tell how quickly everything came to an end! That beak had closed with a viciousness not unlike the beartrap that I did dread from before! My manliness was suddenly brought into question as I too screamed, yelling out in pain as I felt something cut through the flesh and down to the bone! I had never felt any such agony and adrenaline was pumping through my body as I as well dyed of my own skin the crimson of my blood. This machine? No.
With the beak closed I could see it, the eyes of the beast that showed it's hunger and it's fury from this new treat that tried to take it's first! Grinding and crushing the bone snapping and a hoarse cry as the arm was sent down with the woman! Everything in what remained was on fire as I fell back and lay before this monsterous abomination! Too dark to see but bright enough to know a simple truth! This was a nightmare incarnate. One that stepped forth with now shown claws with the feet of a bird to stare down at it's newest meal.
I was not a man. Not enough to stand before something like this and think to live to tell the tale. Not after how easily and quickly for the matter that it had torn through the bone of my arm! Needless to say that lately I find what I had gone through rather... Humerous! Even with only half of my right one left. Blood running with pain suddenly seeping into my body. The cloud of the sky moved out of the way of the moon and it's light shined bright enough to illuminate the world around me!
Not a thing was to be found. The bird like creature, the woman, and the rest of my right arm all vanished. My left now moved to the pockets, fumbling with a phone. Why did I not call the cops before? I was stupid enough to charge in that day and by the time I was able to dial 911 I had passed out from blood loss. I walked into the park that day a man.
I left on a gurney while they rushed me to the hospital.
Awakening and telling myself that it was a dream.
Just so I don't have to think about what she went through...