June 05, 2023, 10:24 AM
Carlisle was a tempestuous little fellow. If he did not like his position, he screamed. If he didn’t like the wind blowing through the front of the den, he screamed. If he screamed too loud, he’d scream again.
Screaming was a state of being.
His sister looked at him. Carl bristled, opening his barely toothed maw like a baby bird begging for food from its parent. A thin, reedy noise left him, a precursor to a shriek because his sister was looking at him! Meat was a bygone with his sisters eyes on him. So, he screamed the scream of a dog toy being stepped on, or a baby leopard gecko being menaced by a fly. Thin, reedy, screechy, every adjective for high pitched and annoying.
Screaming was a state of being.
His sister looked at him. Carl bristled, opening his barely toothed maw like a baby bird begging for food from its parent. A thin, reedy noise left him, a precursor to a shriek because his sister was looking at him! Meat was a bygone with his sisters eyes on him. So, he screamed the scream of a dog toy being stepped on, or a baby leopard gecko being menaced by a fly. Thin, reedy, screechy, every adjective for high pitched and annoying.
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A wasteland we covered in glitter and broadcast - by Marina - May 30, 2023, 11:43 AM
RE: A wasteland we covered in glitter and broadcast - by Brockleigh - June 01, 2023, 02:01 PM
RE: A wasteland we covered in glitter and broadcast - by Carlisle - June 05, 2023, 10:24 AM