The Really Real

[troof_therry]

Just north of Dingle, before the first rays of sunshine crack the horizon, the bleating of a nightmare sheep crashes up and down the grassy hills, pulsating its own epitaph that goes ceaselessly unfulfilled. The song seems to be over only to start again every day, every morning. One could normally hear the crow of roosters at that time, but their

Comments

[roina_arwen]

This was very fun and creative! It reminds me of The Eyre Affair series of books by Jasper Fforde.

[tonithegreat]

I just ordered those books! Friends all agreed that they’d be a good fit for our family.

[me_sonrei]

This is loopy and weird and fantastic, and I love it. Well done! I'm really growing to look forward to what you put out!

[tonithegreat]

I really like this line:

“We have to be the external influence that rattles people free of their small-town curses”

Delightful!

[halfshellvenus]

rattles people free of their small-town curses,
What a fabulous and unexpected story!

I think killing the dress by wearing it is not only the best solution, but also what that dress deserves. ;)