Horror Fan Fiction / Romance Fan Fiction / Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Tales Of Morbid Curiosity And Deranged Love: Book 1: A Very Macabre Day ❯ Chapter 22 ( Chapter 22 )
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Tales of Morbid Curiosity and Deranged Love:
Story One: A Very Macabre Day
Written by Kathryn K Williams with assistance from Kimberly Williams
Epilogue
“Finally finished.” Jamie stated her body stretched while the teddy bear proudly looking over her first manuscript with a smile across her face. She had spent several day writing out every detail of the events that had transpired on those dark days. From the last day she set living eyes upon Maria to the final fight with the shadowy beast. She did not stop until every last word was recorded on paper. If anyone would believe her crazy story was of no concern to her. She was just glad to finally finish a novel. Her first for that matter.
She let out a sigh of exhaustion and lay upon her desk, her eyes scanning her new room. Clara did not yet trust the young girl so placed the girl in a room at the far end of the castle. It was not as luxurious as Maria or Amanda’s room but much bigger then the tiny room she had at The Raven’s Keep. Clara did not treat her with the level of respect as the other girls, but she did finally acknowledge her love for Maria. Jamie did not care that she place so far from the other girls for she was still living under the same roof as her love. A smile crossed her furry lips at the thought and she crossed her paws behind her head when there was a knock at the door.
“Come in.” Jamie called out and sat up to see who it could be.
“How is the writing coming?” Maria asked as she entered the room with a tray in hand, “I thought you might want some tea.”
“Great!” Jamie jumped off the desk and walked over to a small table and chairs that were set in the middle of the room. Clara had then specially crafted for Jamie so she could sit at a table when people came around to visit her, only problem was that everyone else had to sit on pillows because they were too big for the chairs, “I finally finished my novel, My love.” She exclaimed triumphantly.
“That is wonderful.” Maria set the tray on the table and poured out a cup of tea for her lover, “Now what do you plan to do with it?” She inquired genuinely interested to learn about Jamie’s career path.
Jamie sat heavily in a chair and let out a deep sigh, “Well that is the problem.”
“What is wrong?” Maria asked seeing the long look on Jamie’s face. She set the cup in front of Jamie then poured another and brought it over to Jamie’s body. The corpse picked up a funnel off the desk and stuck in its esophagus before pouring the hot broth down its throat. Maria shuddered that the image however she was getting used to it. They discovered not long ago that Jamie’s body did need to eat the food it just needed to be blended up first and poured down a funnel. Not a very pleasant sight, “Why so dismal? I thought writing was what you always wanted to do. You always said your greatest wish was to finish a full novel and now you have.” She flipped through the freshly lined pages on the desk, “What more could you want?”
“To be published... “ The teddy bear picked up a cookie and dunked it into her coffee.
Maria peered out the window at the green fog in the distance and the two suns hanging high overhead, “Oh, right.” They may have stopped the dark spirit from destroying their town, however in doing so it would seem that the town had been pulled between worlds and no one could ever leave. The only way out of the town seemed to be that mysterious door in the middle of town and very few were willing to venture through there. With the nearest publishing house was several miles away in London and the fog made it impossible for anyone to send mail anywhere outside of the town.
Jamie hit her head on the table. “I finally finish my book and I can’t even publish it.” She cried.
“There there.” Maria patted the teddy on the back, “At least we are together.” She pulled Jamie into her arms and leaned against the side of the bed, “That is all that is important, right?”
Jamie curled up in Marie’s arms, “Right.” She relaxed in the warm embrace of her lover. The one thing that dark day proved was that nothing was ever going to come between their love. Not even death. She glanced out of the window, “Somehow I have a felling that this is only the beginning for us.”
“So do I....”
The end... until another day...
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To be continued in Story Two... coming sometime.
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All characters and situations in this tale are copyright of Kathryn Williams (2006) All rights reserved.
For more info and works, art and otherwise. Check her site at http://www.shoujoai.ca
Story One: A Very Macabre Day
Written by Kathryn K Williams with assistance from Kimberly Williams
Epilogue
“Finally finished.” Jamie stated her body stretched while the teddy bear proudly looking over her first manuscript with a smile across her face. She had spent several day writing out every detail of the events that had transpired on those dark days. From the last day she set living eyes upon Maria to the final fight with the shadowy beast. She did not stop until every last word was recorded on paper. If anyone would believe her crazy story was of no concern to her. She was just glad to finally finish a novel. Her first for that matter.
She let out a sigh of exhaustion and lay upon her desk, her eyes scanning her new room. Clara did not yet trust the young girl so placed the girl in a room at the far end of the castle. It was not as luxurious as Maria or Amanda’s room but much bigger then the tiny room she had at The Raven’s Keep. Clara did not treat her with the level of respect as the other girls, but she did finally acknowledge her love for Maria. Jamie did not care that she place so far from the other girls for she was still living under the same roof as her love. A smile crossed her furry lips at the thought and she crossed her paws behind her head when there was a knock at the door.
“Come in.” Jamie called out and sat up to see who it could be.
“How is the writing coming?” Maria asked as she entered the room with a tray in hand, “I thought you might want some tea.”
“Great!” Jamie jumped off the desk and walked over to a small table and chairs that were set in the middle of the room. Clara had then specially crafted for Jamie so she could sit at a table when people came around to visit her, only problem was that everyone else had to sit on pillows because they were too big for the chairs, “I finally finished my novel, My love.” She exclaimed triumphantly.
“That is wonderful.” Maria set the tray on the table and poured out a cup of tea for her lover, “Now what do you plan to do with it?” She inquired genuinely interested to learn about Jamie’s career path.
Jamie sat heavily in a chair and let out a deep sigh, “Well that is the problem.”
“What is wrong?” Maria asked seeing the long look on Jamie’s face. She set the cup in front of Jamie then poured another and brought it over to Jamie’s body. The corpse picked up a funnel off the desk and stuck in its esophagus before pouring the hot broth down its throat. Maria shuddered that the image however she was getting used to it. They discovered not long ago that Jamie’s body did need to eat the food it just needed to be blended up first and poured down a funnel. Not a very pleasant sight, “Why so dismal? I thought writing was what you always wanted to do. You always said your greatest wish was to finish a full novel and now you have.” She flipped through the freshly lined pages on the desk, “What more could you want?”
“To be published... “ The teddy bear picked up a cookie and dunked it into her coffee.
Maria peered out the window at the green fog in the distance and the two suns hanging high overhead, “Oh, right.” They may have stopped the dark spirit from destroying their town, however in doing so it would seem that the town had been pulled between worlds and no one could ever leave. The only way out of the town seemed to be that mysterious door in the middle of town and very few were willing to venture through there. With the nearest publishing house was several miles away in London and the fog made it impossible for anyone to send mail anywhere outside of the town.
Jamie hit her head on the table. “I finally finish my book and I can’t even publish it.” She cried.
“There there.” Maria patted the teddy on the back, “At least we are together.” She pulled Jamie into her arms and leaned against the side of the bed, “That is all that is important, right?”
Jamie curled up in Marie’s arms, “Right.” She relaxed in the warm embrace of her lover. The one thing that dark day proved was that nothing was ever going to come between their love. Not even death. She glanced out of the window, “Somehow I have a felling that this is only the beginning for us.”
“So do I....”
The end... until another day...
****
To be continued in Story Two... coming sometime.
****
All characters and situations in this tale are copyright of Kathryn Williams (2006) All rights reserved.
For more info and works, art and otherwise. Check her site at http://www.shoujoai.ca