Twiddla story time
There was much fun to be had on twiddla, when it wasn't kicking us out and eating out pictures and texts. There was a picture done by eternityras , Raerae, djabea, yokubo-ningyo alias Jo Hell (I wonder if you can still find it here) The story underneath was written by yours truly with help from eternityras. The original version was eaten by twiddla, I rewrote it here.
Listen human for I do not like to repeat myself. Once upon a time there lived a human who did everything human do. It included going everyday to a building where cats are not allowed, which just goes to prove that human are foolish creatures. There came a time when my master took so long to return that the sky had turned a blue so dark it looked black. I am a good cat human. If there shall be only one thing you can trust in this tale it shall be that. So like a good cat I went in search of my master. The cold wind was tickling my beautiful clack fur coat. I tried to call for my master but the wind was feeling playful and stole the words from my mouth. I tried to see my master but the wind pulled clouds on the road until it turned into a foggy maze. I was becoming worried but from inside the mist, there came a scent that smelled of clean laundry and sun-filled play. I recognized my master and started running toward him. A wild laugh echoed around me. Suddenly my nostrils were flooded by the scent of deep wood and warm desert. In the sky there was a shower of meteor and the Northwind appeared, running alongside me. A gust of wind pushed me to the ground and stopped me but the laugh kept on going. Toward my master went the untamed Northwind, toward the poor unsuspecting Yael. The wind swept my master in a strong embrace. “Are you the one whom has this cat so worried.” It asked.
My master felt arms enlacing him and the ground disappear under his feet. He felt a cool breath tickle his neck and heard a deep voice ask about cats and worries. He turned his head and his gaze met the most handsome face he had ever seen. How could a human mind keep working under such circumstances? “Sorry” Yael said “But there is something I must do or my life will be forever filled with regrets.”
On the cold lips of the Northwind Yeal put his own warm mouth. When the first kiss was broken for need of air, the Northwind felt he wasn’t as cold anymore. The second kiss warmed him more and so did the third. After the fourth kiss Yael’s voice murmuered in the Northwind’s ear “Where did you say my cat was?”
I watched all of this from the ground and decided that if it was with the Northwind I could share. Now shoo with you.
Listen human for I do not like to repeat myself. Once upon a time there lived a human who did everything human do. It included going everyday to a building where cats are not allowed, which just goes to prove that human are foolish creatures. There came a time when my master took so long to return that the sky had turned a blue so dark it looked black. I am a good cat human. If there shall be only one thing you can trust in this tale it shall be that. So like a good cat I went in search of my master. The cold wind was tickling my beautiful clack fur coat. I tried to call for my master but the wind was feeling playful and stole the words from my mouth. I tried to see my master but the wind pulled clouds on the road until it turned into a foggy maze. I was becoming worried but from inside the mist, there came a scent that smelled of clean laundry and sun-filled play. I recognized my master and started running toward him. A wild laugh echoed around me. Suddenly my nostrils were flooded by the scent of deep wood and warm desert. In the sky there was a shower of meteor and the Northwind appeared, running alongside me. A gust of wind pushed me to the ground and stopped me but the laugh kept on going. Toward my master went the untamed Northwind, toward the poor unsuspecting Yael. The wind swept my master in a strong embrace. “Are you the one whom has this cat so worried.” It asked.
My master felt arms enlacing him and the ground disappear under his feet. He felt a cool breath tickle his neck and heard a deep voice ask about cats and worries. He turned his head and his gaze met the most handsome face he had ever seen. How could a human mind keep working under such circumstances? “Sorry” Yael said “But there is something I must do or my life will be forever filled with regrets.”
On the cold lips of the Northwind Yeal put his own warm mouth. When the first kiss was broken for need of air, the Northwind felt he wasn’t as cold anymore. The second kiss warmed him more and so did the third. After the fourth kiss Yael’s voice murmuered in the Northwind’s ear “Where did you say my cat was?”
I watched all of this from the ground and decided that if it was with the Northwind I could share. Now shoo with you.