“Woman, what are you doing?! What kind of night waltz was just that? - Jenny mentally asked herself in Kenny's voice, heading out of the tent towards the exit from the territory.Their conversation was very strange. Feeling like a butterfly in the arms of a tarantula, she herself voluntarily scheduled the next meeting for Friday. A date she won't miss! This unusual communication disturbed her too much.Behind her thoughts, she did not notice how a granite bench appeared before her eyes, on which, in the spirit of old romantic melodramas, Andy and Trisha were kissing. Barely holding back a burst of laughter, Jenny darted behind the nearest column with posters of performing artists. I didn't want to ruin the romantic moment. Perhaps the couple has just started kissing. But the girl could not resist the victorious fist thrown into the sky."Brother well done! I hope things work out for him and Trisha!” she joyfully danced in place, under the influence of pure childish delight.The import
I try to lie down and not move. Warm rays glide across the skin. Sun? They warm me up. I'm pleased. A light breeze causes goose bumps. I wince a little. But I breathe deeply. The light blinds my eyes, and I try to cover them with my hand. But the hands do not obey. They just lie like two sleepy boas. Beautiful purple flowers grow from my body. Their dense, fleshy leaves reach for the light and transfer the absorbed energy to me. They feel the vibrations of the wind, tickling. From bees and butterflies? They duck painfully against strong gusts of wind, making me hiss. Painfully.But here he comes. The warm light is still there. I don't see a face. Just a dark figure. He kneels in front of me. His hot hands first run over my skin from shoulder to hip. Forced to relax. Soothe. I involuntarily succumb to this caress."You need to wake up, dear Alice!"He roughly grabs one of the flowers to the very root.Jerk. I scream in surprise. The flower is torn from my body. Thick red blood flows do
- Run, daughter! shouted old Peter, who had managed to go around the cinema to enter through the visitor's entrance and rush to the aid of a girl in need.On his side, there was only the suddenness and obsession of the guard with a fragile worker, because of which he initially reacted poorly to external stimuli. But as soon as the target slipped out of his hands, all the fighting frenzy fell upon the old man. How much does it take for a wizened, albeit vigorous, old man to fall on the icy floor of the basement and be unable to get up? Just a few heavy blows with a club, echoing through the corridors with the terrible sound of a solid object colliding with fragile human flesh. Peter held on bravely and with heroic tenacity tried to delay the madman in order to give the girl a better chance to escape. Under a hail of blows, feeling how the sounds begin to dissolve into an indistinct noise with a dark veil falling over his eyes, he no longer counted on his own salvation."Save yourself,
Outwardly, the man did not react in any way to the intrusion into the holy of holies of the Circus, although he no doubt noticed the guest. Entering the tent, Fox found him doing his traditional job - the creation of a new mask. Painstaking, careful and unhurried work. Despite the intimidating purpose of his products, the Director never stooped to making the mask bearable. Only compliance with the ideal set by him, no less. Uncompromising perfectionism. The sound of the footsteps of heavy boots still made him look away from his work and turn to the visitor.Like Jozzie, the Director saw Jenny in front of him. He met the girl in his “armor”, with an unchanged mask that hides her face, although without a cloak that interferes with working with new masks. In the eyes, not hidden by a mask, confusion was clearly read. He didn't expect to see Jenny so soon, and certainly not at night. From the sight of a Man, so close, so dear, emerald eyes involuntarily filled with tears.Eyes the color o
What options did I have? said Alice, blushing with shame. “In a day or two I would have been taken away by Them or eaten by the monsters of Brantford…”- Continue! - the imperious voice stopped attempts to justify herself, and the girl, mentally shrinking, obediently continued to recall unpleasant events.“I was attacked by a witch hunter in a cave. Today's guard. Then we defeated him with a stone, but he overturned the bowl, and everything spilled out, - nervously tapping her leg with her fist, the girl continued, timid from the Director's commanding tone, - time was running out, and I took a chance. She gave the mist her poison from Them and her blood. I thought that the City would restore order, and I could return to the Circus. But he… swallowed me up.“And he fulfilled my wish of almost a year ago. Live a normal life with friends and have Charlie around."The man looked at Alice for a long time. From his studying look, the girl cringed, trying to understand what the Dark Lord was
"Tell me if I hurt you!" the Man orders, and I nod honestly, realizing that I will be silent like a fish. Although it is impossible to remain silent with him, I will definitely not admit it. I wish I could deny myself something because of a couple of bruises!The scorching kisses escalate into something downright murderous. My heart skips a beat when I am in its full power. The feeling of absolute submission adds fire, leaving only the heat of desire in my head, burning out everything unnecessary.The rest of our clothes mark our path to bed like breadcrumbs. With my back touching the bed, I relax, assuming that the pain of the bruise might end everything before it even started, which is not my plan. And again, as if for the first time, he stops all my attempts to touch him. This time, not intentionally. It is enough to whisper "please", and I am allowed to revel in our intimacy along with him.The inflaming movements of his fingers and lips. Unhurried tenderness. Hot interweaving of
The whole procession moved behind Alice to see their Queen to the conditional transition to her personal bedchamber, respectfully remaining a little aloof. From the sight of these inhabitants of the city, all thoughts of punishing the girl left the Man, leaving endless depths of wonder. Incredible entities once inhabited a small human world. All the more surprising was the reaction of the beast herself, looking at her retinue with a calm look, devoid of panic, fear and even surprise. These are her subjects. Like the cranks of the Circus Master.As she crossed the border, the Fox shook violently as she fully felt how cold she was. Not having time to take two steps towards the Man, the girl instantly fell into the captivity of his hands, which easily lifted her, as if she were weightless. Clinging tightly to his chest, she watched the shadows of her companions disappear into the mist.“I’m afraid I’ll have to tie you up now, my dear Alice, so that you don’t run away at night!” he remark
“He would only have had the strength to make one attempt to lure you out of the tents.“Only one, right?” I don't want to wake up there again! she whispered, realizing that she was also trembling with fear. "You'd better lock me up!"- Lock it up! he agreed with a grin, hugging his thin shoulders.- Three locks!- Four locks!And you can bind me...— Alice! The Man was already frankly laughing with a velvety laugh, covering the girl's temples with weightless kisses. - For the sake of the whole city and your "friends" I kidnapped you, kept you in tents by force and shamelessly seduced you! Do not aggravate the picture with additional tips, especially these!The fox did not notice how she found herself outside the copper tub, carefully held by the Director's hands. I didn’t notice how I ended up in a warm, dry cocoon of a towel. She was finally able to overcome both the nervous tension, and the experienced fear, and a lump of her new phobias, which should have begun to get rid of. Cling
Over the years, I have long understood that the provision of choice is only a play of his own composition. Man really likes the behavior of his toys in those moments when they think that they still have freedom, but in fact he has been pulling all the strings for a long time. Everything will be just the way he wants. And these "certain conditions" will be fulfilled by me regardless of what I say or do.- The very first thing - together forever, my dear! A blanket falls off my shoulders. His cloak flies to the floor.- Easy! I smile, straightening the buttons on my vest.- And the second, - his hand, bypassing pajamas, moves along the spine, causing pleasant goosebumps, - to the King and Queen ...- Oh no!" ...should..."- No, no, no!- ...to be husband and wife!- Somehow without me! - I try to get out, does not allow.Several years have passed since Kenny's opaque hint, and each time this intriguer, in any case, specified the nearest date of that very day. Over time, Man began to th
For a month, Lis loaded herself with work and new projects so that the breaks between activities were only for sleep. She even preferred to eat food on the go, which could not but worry her friends. But it was easier that way. She did not ignore the support of her brother and the company, and almost every November evening she called to her gatherings with or without an overnight stay. It was more difficult with the nightmares, which instantly returned without the Man. Bypassing the subsequent revival in Brantford, but just as disgustingly detailed. Nights without their King literally became torture.- Would you like to visit me today? - suggested the Fox, locking the doors, although the very idea that someone would break into her cafe in her City caused hysterical laughter.“Actually, we wanted to invite everyone to our place today, Kenny will again liberate modest Wendy,” Trisha smiled, “but if you yearn for the Man, then we can organize gatherings with you!”“I miss you madly,” the
"Month of the Unknown. What if another Four comes along and challenges him and destroys him? Or will the old one gather and, shaking her gray hair, avenge her ruined lives? Or will he find himself another young sweetheart? – the last thought harassed more than others.She had no doubts about the ability of her King to foresee all possible outcomes and become invulnerable for a month with full replenishment from the Circus. As well as how greedy for his mysterious image of girls of all possible ages. And if she could tolerate the townspeople, realizing that they were of little interest to the Man, and if they wished, they would simply go to dinner for the ghouls, then the events of Saintfor ...“All his women are from this Devil City, come to think of it. Even me! she thought displeasedly, looking through the audience from behind the scenes, in search of a potential weirdo with whom the Circus would go on tour completely full. - Devil! Am I like Persephone? Will I strangle any one for
The door bell chimed cheerfully, letting in strangers.– Welcome to Nightingale City! Lis smiled.The city whispered to the girl behind the counter that the customers weren't local. But no hint was needed. It was enough to see their faces. All new people have anxiety, loss and hopelessness in their eyes. Like all guests of the city, they are confused by how exactly they ended up at the doors of the themed cafe. But they couldn't get in. The one who can is not yet born. The trinity of young people is slightly older than Alice herself.– We are glad to welcome guests of the city in our cafe “Alice in the Land of Teas¹”!She politely invited those who entered to sit down at the bar counter, into which the counter passed.Let me offer you tea. For guests of the city, absolutely free! – warning their refusal, she added.“Thank you,” one of them said in a trembling voice, “Miss…- In our small state, you can call me Alice! she winked with a smile on duty as she prepared welcome tea for them
The man sincerely grinned, gently unhooked the pale girlish fingers, dragging Lis forward to hug her from behind. Feeling the familiar warmth in her shoulder blades, enveloping her with a mute promise of protection, she closed her eyes in bliss.- Unusual. Very nice variety!Today the townspeople have outdone themselves! In a good way! she chuckled. – I think this day has become a pleasant change for everyone!“And for you, my singing queen?”“You have hearing like a bat?” she wondered, adding, “Kenny and his brother decided to have a therapy session to get rid of their sad thoughts through public humiliation. By the way, effective, although I could do without it. Holidays are great medicine in and of themselves. And I prefer to sing only to a narrow circle of the elite." Chosen, you mean? - Alice's words thrown as an excuse for timidity were very flattering.Will life be much more boring now? the girl asked, smiling when a scarlet maple leaf fell on her face in a gust of night wind.
Before the eyes of Alice, who was rapidly blushing with embarrassment, everyone who heard Andy's loud announcement, as well as everyone who knew one of them, pulled up to the small stage. Friends with hyenas' hysterical laughter pushed the girl onto the stage, taking away her bag and broom. The band members, meanwhile, descended from the stage, took large lanterns and, for the effect of bright spotlights, began to illuminate the girl from large spotlights.“Brother,” Lis sang with a wide smile of shock, “I hate you!” I'll go down from the stage - I'll kill!“Relax, Kiki,” Kenny winked at her, “consider it part of therapy. We treat despondency with public disgrace!- That's not how it works! - hissed the girl, getting a guitar in her hands. Correcting the instrument, she timidly turned to the crowd, expecting either a song from her, or ... she didn’t even want to think about the second. - Okay, hello people! You know, in my memory - this is the best holiday in our city! I'm right?The
- Why is Robin Hood not included in the support group? Andy asked, looking to ensure that the preparations were going at the right pace, but a boot flying in his direction made the guys step back from the tent one more step.- Don't peek! - the girls printed their will in unison.All three voices were clearly heard in the angry trill.– Because he performs the most important mission – guarding the entrance to the territory of the Circus! Pirate Roberts grunted, brushing off the broomstick.- And if there are no jokes?- If no joke, then with all his inclinations towards your sister, multiplied by his pathological inability to keep his mouth closed and his hands to himself ... think for yourself! Kenny answered in the tone of a mentor explaining something obvious. - Here they will pull out his arms and legs and change places, and deservedly so, and I will also assist!Three girls emerged from the tent. Sarah in a classic ghost costume and Trisha in the image of Rose Cotton paired with
The Man in the Mask himself found himself in a spiral of difficult questions. Does the King need a Queen after a complete and unconditional victory in the last chess game? As it turns out, more is needed. Which for the pragmatic part of his essence seemed strange. When the enemies stopped brightening up the dullness of loneliness, Alice's halo of "usefulness" almost completely melted away. And now that the Mask had no plans left for her, the Man's attitude towards the fragile little witch became even more reverent. As soon as all plans to conquer the city and eliminate the last coven were completed, the temporarily suppressed desire for the constant closeness of the Foxes returned. The fistula called "loneliness" did not poison his existence only with the full presence of his beast in his life. Her presence nearby, when only the body is close, and the soul is hidden in darkness, forced him to make a decision that was unexpected for him.The sun began to move towards the horizon when a
The morning of the last day of October, almost until breakfast, Lis spent in tears. The whole "raw period" Man did not leave her a single step. As in the case of her exhaustion after the first merger with the City, he could not influence the girl. All that was left was to watch helplessly. In the end, poured into the girl by hook or by crook, a transparent liquid with a cloyingly sweet and sour taste managed to stop the endless stream of tears. However, this author's sedative lasted only a couple of hours.Upon awakening, she wanted only one thing - to fall into a dream and not wake up for at least a week. However, the dream waved its tail and left the Fox, gloatingly endowing her consciousness with crystal vigor, with which it became impossible even to doze off. It was comforting that the tears had ended, and clarity appeared in my thoughts, albeit a sad one. Under the soothing roar of the Human's heart, she opened her eyes. Feeling the weightless movements of his fingers on her shou