Heart shaped box
Thread Topic: Heart shaped box
-
‘What if he is? What if that party where people came and wore black clothes and looked at photos of him was a funeral, Florence?’ Collins said.
-
Stop it!" Florence shouted as his wings went completely limp. Silver started to leak from his eyes. He weakly raised his arms to play the heart's meloy
-
Collins looked away. ‘Sorry,’ she mumbled, not saying anything more. She hated that Florence wouldn’t accept it.
-
Florence just looked at the music box and shimmied his feathers. He then parroted the exact words of his creator. It was like a recording. "I'll always be here Florence. Lord knows what this place would do without me. I'd never leave you all to obsidian. It would make you all far too lonely." Florence then mimicked the slight squeaking of the wheels of his creator's wheelchair.
-
Collins fiddled with her hands, sighing. 'How... how long has he been gone?' she asked quietly.
-
"I already told you I don't know." Florence said. He mimicked the sound of an alarm clock.
-
'Sorry,' Collins mumbled.
-
"we've got lots of time for him to return." Florence said. He mimicked a morning bird
-
Collins nodded, looking away.
-
Florence flapped his wings then started singing twinkle twinkle little star.
-
Collins smiled softly, watching him.
-
"I like music." Florence said as he started to bring his arms up to his torso. His third eye blinked.
-
'It is pretty popular,' Collins said, smiling wider. 'What's your favourite song?'
-
"I like my lullaby the most but other than that I like chopsticks." Florence said as he mimicked the popular piano tune
-
Collins nodded, but her mind was elsewhere, and it showed on her face. She was thinking about the creator.
Post a reply as a guest or Log In
REMEMBER:
- Do not harass or insult other people. Treat others how you'd like to be treated.
View all 10 forum rules
- Do not harass or insult other people. Treat others how you'd like to be treated.
View all 10 forum rules
