Thu, 19 May 2005

how i taught the sun to suffocate
Once upon a time there were two sisters who were in love with each other. The first sister had small pieces of coal in place of teeth so that when she placed her face against the wall she could write the words she was afraid to speak with the tip of sooted tongue, and because no one writes stories about women who are not beautiful, she was beautiful. The second sister had two small wings which were actually arms which grew from her back and would braid her hair as she slept, and she was beautiful as well, but she was beautiful in an entirely different sense, which the modern storyteller would say is a myth, there is only one beauty as told in the synapses but it is my story and i will kill ten million children and hide their skulls so they can never be reborn if anyone tries to tell me how to tell my story. The two sisters as mentioned earlier were in love with each other and had no need for any other company, so they moved to the country and fooled squirrels into giving up their lives so as to be born again as stew.

The sisters were born from a hole in the ground covered in opals and sapphires, which is bad news for me, as I only know how to seduce women who were molested by their fathers, and as the sisters were born orphans they were not asked to attend classes, but often read the newspaper and the secret papers you can only get at certain places and times, and were thus familiar with the concept that anything is a poison when taken in an excessive dose, and so it was that the sisters devised a scheme to kill trust-fund princes who kept stopping by with intent to marry through an overabundence of sunlight. With sugar and water they made lenses which greatly intensified the light until the lens at the bottom of a well stacked with sugarglass lenses was supersaturated with sunlight and so was pulled from the bottom of the well at the sound of horse’s hooves along the asphalt and the princes would then eat of the sugarglass and soon they would be in the well which was then filled with stones and later lead after the sheriff stopped by looking for donations for the Criminal Labor Auction. Before they filled the well with lead the sisters married all the corpses, as it seemed that perhaps a dozen dead husbands were not bad to have, as husbands go, and from now on any blow-dry prince could learn the sisters were severe bigamists and should peddle their apples on some other street.

The sun learned it had become a witness to evil and refused to rise for a month. (ljcomments)
(12:13.05.19.2005) [/ana] #