The body lay twisted and bloody, half buried in the dirt and mud. Blonde hair matted with blood and gore, sightless blue eyes stared into an unrelenting sun. She knelt down beside the lifeless figure fingers reaching out to caress a lock of golden hair.
“Mom! Don‘t touch anything.”
“What have you done?”
“Mom you’re contaminating my crime scene!”
“Your what?”
“My crime scene!”
“You best clean up this mess before your sister finds her Barbie in the mud. And no more CSI!”
“Aw…but CSI: Vegas is on tonight!”
“That isn’t my new red nail polish is it?”
“um no.”
Welcome to the Teapot Nebula.
One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
One Hundred Words. Infinite Worlds.
A small glimpse further into my mind, its a dark place with many cobwebs and often forgotten about. This blog was about drabbles, but has evolved into a few other random writings, or witterings when I'm not abandoning it alltogether for other crafty pursuits.
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