So I shall give you another word...I liked that story for Furtopia...so my next word is: Love. It might seem like a generic word, but I'm eager to see what you'll do with it...
*fights off giant cockroaches and evil dust bunnies of death* Woah!
It's not been as long as I feel it has been...has it? Sorry guys, life kinda drowned me for a while there. MAN! It feels amazing to write again.
Oh, how I've missed you writing thread. Hopefully I won't be absent for this long ever again.
So, I saw Mylo's word "Love" just a few days ago and my mind jumped immediately to this short comic strip I read a week ago. Coincidentally, Mylo just did a comic thing for his short story challenge. Not motivated enough to draw recently for some reason, so I just decided to write instead and have the picture to accompany it. So I put a link at the bottom so you can view it
after reading the passage. Yes, read first, then go to the link and see the image, this way you dont spoil the story by seeing the image by accident first.
---A Master’s Flight---
The door was left slightly ajar. No light came from the room. No noise had drifted its way from the empty bed. The dog sitting in the next room had no feasible motive to rise from its late afternoon slumber and ponderously venture towards his master’s den. The door, left open as stated before, provided only a small barrier to the curious animal. Upon discovering his master, the dog was overjoyed. Recurrences of belly rubs and long hugs sped through the dog’s simple mind. The obedient creature swiftly moved to the space near his master’s feet. The rapid displacement of the thick air sent small tornadoes of dust into the emptiness beyond the two sole inhabitants of this residence.
“Hi master! You’re trying to fly again?” yelped the excited dog. The master had attempted this many times prior to this night. He always failed due to either fear of falling or lack of commitment, arguably the same stimuli. Upon this failure, the dog was more than accepting of his role as emotional support for his discouraged master. This dog, always supportive of his beloved master’s endeavors, laid near his master’s feet, graciously offering a supportive, “It didn’t work last time, but I think you got it this time. I believe in you.”
The dog, now satisfied he had presented his master with a sufficient boost of confidence, let a lengthy yawn echo along the empty concrete floors. To follow up this yawn, the animal rested his head on the cold ground and said, “I think I’ll nap till you come down,” reassuring his master that his loyal friend would wait for his return.
Slowly, sleep grasped at the dog’s mind. Darkness seemed to close in all around as the night grew older. The door, once left to allow passage, was pushed shut by the air moving away from the two friends in the empty room. Moving to a more comfortable position, and smiling at the thought of his master returning gratified of his success at flight, the dog whispered his final words before slipping into his dreams. “Night, master. Love you.”
Picture -
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/8865955/Sorry it's not a "happy" story for Love, but then again, have I yet written a "happy" story? I like it, though, tell me what you think. My next word is...I think..vanish? I will have to check to make sure, my que has piled up some. (unlike Mylo's
) It's good to be back.
