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The OrangeAll right, segment
You may not like me
But I'm afraid that I love you
Your fellows went without complaint
Skin breaking apart like continents
To surrender sweet flesh within
Sweet, sticky, succulent yet sour
But I like that kind of thing
So why must you be different, segment?
The webby pith that you believed
So well would hide you, left.
Your brothers and your sisters gone
Each jewel drop full of juice
Sent to its orangey grave
Do oranges get into Heaven?
Why do you tremble, segment?
You know what's coming next
You've seen it all before
If you didn't want to be eaten
You shouldn't have made yourself taste so nice
The lone survivor
Of a brief and no way glorious struggle
One last stand
Before you too meet your fate
All Applicants WelcomeWanted:
One hole for Very Small Person
Quite quiet and quickly forgotten
Prefers to be 'seen and not heard'
(Though mostly not even seen)
Only one previous owner
Or maybe not
(Caution: indecisive nature may strike without warning)
Any applicant must always be open to compromise
But not mine
(May be willing to accept bribes if sugar is involved)
Forgetfulness may occur
Will need a large space to 'freak out big time styly'
May make a bid for freedom
But will be prepared to return if the hole is cleaned
Not very expensive to run
(Wouldn't mind occasional spoiling)
Forgetfulness may occur
The BeginningHe told them, of course. He told those idiots everything, the whole damn story, including the blunder he'd made, and its consequences. Looking back on it later, he realized he had probably been in shock the whole time. It made sense, anyone would have been.
Soph was about twenty years old, and he'd been that way for a couple of years already, ever since the Hoarde had started attacking humanity from the past. Every day that passed, they ate at another day in the past. It sickened him. Those creatures had absolutely no regard for proper time and causality protocols.
It didn't seem to affect anyone else that way, though.
The Hoarde was the result of a human creation, of course, like everything bad in the world, though no one else knew about them. Then again, no one else had undiluted access to the power of creation. Even he didn't know much about the Hoarde, only that they appeared through some tear in The Fabric of The World and started killing people off. They appeared at some point in
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