Catching the StrangerI lay down to rest.The fire crackles in the gloom.Nothing, not a sound.I have traveled far.The kingdom is dangerous.Travel means danger.A misstep means death.If I am not careful, I couldvery well be robbed.I hear a noise... close.The sound of footsteps behindMy closed, sleeping eyes.He has been watching,Waiting for me to retireAnd take his pleasureWith me. I am notAs stupid as he thinks IAm. Watch and you'll see.I cringe when he says,"I know you are not asleep.You can open your eyes."I sit up, groggy.I make out a familiarFace. Ah. I thought so."What are you doingHere?" I ask. "It is rude toWake a sleeping girl.""I could ask the sameOf you." he replies, his eyesFlickering fiercelyIn the fire's glow."I came to find you." I say,Gathering my cloakAround me. "I haveA proposition for you.You won't refuse it.""You always knew whatWould make me listen," he says."What do you want, child?""I
OUAT HaikuAfter his son left,You'd think he'd learned his lesson.Spells come with a price.After Snow ran away,You'd think the chase was over.It was just starting.Her father passed on.She still grieves for him often.Know, she made him leave.Goodbyes are common.They are painful and scarring.Then, so are helloes.
Through the Mist, pt. 21When Alaina woke up at around nine o'clock the next morning, she found Phantom waiting for her at her side. "Wow," he remarked. "I knew you to be a sound sleeper, but I never expected you to sleep that long.""Well, Phantom, maybe it's because I was having the most peculiar dream, which was probably produced from over exertion and nervousness" she replied while gathering her auburn tresses to one side and running her fingers through them."Did this dream trouble you in any way? You seem rather well-rested, but I want to make sure.""I didn't feel threatened if that's what you mean. I said it was a dream, not a nightmare.""I know, but I still-""I know, I know. The Angel of Music wants to make sure his muse is safe from all harm, regardless of what she, herself, or others, say and of the threat it may pose to the same."Erik opened his mouth, and then shut it again. This girl cut him to the quick. True, he wanted to protect her in exactly that way, but they both knew that she co
OUAT Poor Unfortunate SoulsThe little boy stumbled along the beach as he ran to the secluded cove. He had come there many times before with his father and sister, but this was the first time he'd had to come here before dawn. Pearl had told him it was to see the sunrise, but he was old enough not to fall for her stupid games anymore; if they were truly just going to watch the sunrise, why would he be leading a mermaid to their secret place?Djem panted as he pulled up the water gate that would allow the princess entrance to the lagoon. He threw a handful of gold dust into the air, signaling to his sister that their father's latest victim was on her way.Djem: *loud, but nervously* Oh, Master of Impossible Things, someone's come to see you.Mermaid: *from below him* Little boy, I'm not so sure about this.Pearl: *from her boat, which she's rowed out to greet them in* Now now, dearie. Don't be such a guppy.Djem roll
Our First MoondanceOnce upon a certain Wednesday night, Regina Mills was walking home from her weekly visit to her father's grave. In addition to her usual leaving of callas upon the hollow coffin, she had asked for guidance as to how to get Emma away from Storybrooke for good so she could live in contentment with the son she had named for him. Upon leaving the mausoleum, she had spotted an apple core; knowing from her years of dark magic that the dead usually revealed answers within fair distance of their resting places, she had taken it as a sign that the answer could be found in her apple orchard, the only orchard in the small, secluded town.She sighed with relief when she finally spotted the edge-most trees, and her mansion looming not too far in the distance. The trek had taken a little longer than usual tonight. Was that just her, or was it something else? Not like she cared though as she was the one in power here. No one was happy