Saturday, 29 October 2011
The sound of sizzling filled the small kitchen as the this bacon hit the scalding cast iron skillet. Almost instantly the warm smell filled the air, annihilating everything in a five foot radius. The leaves began to shrink in size, and were immediately flipped. The crispy flesh worked well under a fork and was easily rotated. It soon came out of the pan and onto a plate. Fatty grease rolled off the meat, soaking the napkin so it was transparent. It's brown crust made a beautiful frame around the buttered toast.
Sunday, 23 October 2011
"You finally found me." The girl stood up from the limp figure lying on the concrete floor. Blood covered her arms and stained the front of her white shirt. One hand clutched her pant leg, while the other held a silver knife. She looked at the winged man in front of her, with a crazed look plastered on her face. She shot her head back knocking black hair from her blood stained face as she gave a small giggle and took a step toward her master. "Didn't think I'd turn out like this, did ya?" she chimed sweetly. "Say it. Say your disappointed." The man didn't say anything. She gave another sweet laugh. "Your star pupil." she mocked. Bringing the soaked knife to her mouth, she licked it carefully. "It's so warm!" The demon squealed, cocking her head to one side. She took another step towards the silent man. "Did I say something wrong sensei?" she asked in an innocent voice. When she got no answer, the demon smirked at him. She brought her empty hand to her face and grazed her finger tips with her tung. "You pitiful man." her voice growing dark. "You can't even clean up your mess." Her voice filled with disgust and the girl gestured to herself. She shook her head shutting her crimson eyes. "See you later." obvious she had lost interest. Turning, she gave a small wave and stepped over the dead body. Her leather boots made little to no sound as she disappeared into the night.