My Pieces

outside the castle walls

"what's over the castle wall?"
"bad things. there's large expanses of marshlands that suck people under and swallow them completely. and little demons with wings that fly from the sky and tug the skin from your face. and long serpents waiting in the grasslands... you don't want to go out there."
"but i'll have to, eventually, wouldn't i?"
"yes, but then you'll know wat to look out for, so you'll be prepared. until then, stay safe inside the castle."

the girl watched other people come and go through the gates everyday. none came back splattered with blood; none came back broken into a dozen little pieces. lucky people, she thought.

finally, the day came when the castle gates opened for her. the other children streamed out, whooping in the sunlight and dancing in the fields. it was beautiful. but she knew, the green grass is a cover for the serpents; and the wicked marsh lurks under innocent looking earthy ground.

she stepped carefully, testing the ground with every step she took. she scryed the sky for suspicious black shadows. the grass swaying could be the joyful breeze, or a long creature waiting to strike...

its nearing the sunset, the air filled with the laments of children as they realized its time to go back. she couldn't wait to return to the safety of her home. it wasn't so bad actually, nothing happened at all. it might even be fun if she hadn't been so tense. perhaps, perhaps she could relax and play the next time she comes out?

*squish*

posted by Chrome @ 2:27 PM 0 comments

driving

i never envisioned my life to be this way.

its like i'm driving in a car, tracing out the route i want to take on the map. and somehow i took a wrong turn, and as i am staring in the backview mirror at the path i should have taken, the car trundles on in free gear and brings me into some other place. and the turning disappeared into the horizon, and i can't make out where it was. the map is useless.

and i just drive on and on, trying to get back to my original route, to give up in the end and just go on driving to wherever this path takes me. and the more forks i take, the further i know i'm getting from my intended destination. and i'm beyond caring now, just going onandonandon... to see where i'll end up at.

squiggly lines on a piece of paper, they all look the same, but every single one of them leads to a different ending. i wonder if it was that one turning? or had i been holding the map the wrong way round from the start?

i'll just keep on driving driving driving till i see a familiar or remotely interesting landmark, or until i run out of gas eventually.

its a pretty nice view here. but i wonder what it'll be like had i kept to the original route?

posted by Chrome @ 12:10 AM 0 comments