Do You Still Like Us?

Yeah, we’re abandoning the whole thing...yes we spellchecked that word #032

They refuse to die, those 2 confident, brave little girls. Short, strong legs push mightily forward, blood oozing from their new wounds, shoulder to shoulder they slid their wounded bodies forward across the floor into the darkness, towards their terror, their hot breath pumping out and into the slick and oily blankness before them. As they push forward, ignoring their fragile, mortal bodies, they know this will not be a fight of physicality, this will go deeper than that and so they continue to push and slide and waste themselves on the effort, ever confidentially forward.

Anyways, this is the the title of this episode #031

The darkness is cold and deep, reaching far down their throats, dripping deeper and deeper into their deep parts. Their breath becomes shallow, but they refuse to choke, step by brutal step they progress forward. In a moment a simple stumble turns their attention, in a moment death, that ugly lost ambitious thing, found it’s ugly moment and stabs the girls, once each in the side. As they slump to the floor in a broken heap they quietly heave out tiny chuckles.
“This is not the end.”
“I know.”

How mad will you be if we never say a joke #030

Slowly tiny toes push forward, the rough floor leaving a million irritating, minuscule scratches across the bottom of their feet. They keep a slow and steady pace forward. Noises of deep, selfish intent mumble and gurgle in the just out of reach to pull their attention, but they follow the terrified pounding of their hearts, fear and terror guiding them forward. As their hands begin to clam up 2 tiny, wicked, fearless smiles shine though the thick, soupy muck of it. A deep, black darkness falls in a moment and everything goes deaf, dumb and blind. The 2 little girls take a long, slow breath as they continue to smile and creep forward.

Oh wait! We remember a joke! It’s a good one! #029

Little, nimble feet find purchase and it’s a mad dash through a sinuous fog that clings to the insides of their lungs as it tries to squeeze their throats tighter and tighter. They hear the low, cynical laugh of death as that ugly approaches cowardly at the fringe, but it is not yet time for that fool. 2 brave, little girls breath a deep, disgusting breath as their jaws clench in righteous ambition, they will put a stop to this. Back to back they slowly edge themselves towards the bellowing, dumb and simple evil.

Well I guess we ran out of jokes...sorry #028

The smoke bellows thick and funk, it’s nasty stuff, deadly stuff and the 2 brave, little girls choke and cry on the stink of it. Hefty blades and axes they have none of, but hefty souls carry them forward, ready for strike and death. Blinding light flashes and stings their eyes from every direction, disorientated they fall to the dusty floor, coughing, clammy and cold they struggle to clasp hands. Little fingertips brush in the fog, but it’s enough, they steel themselves anew.

Oh no, we messed up this episode too, guess which part #027

There are no easy answers to how the 2 little girls finally arrived  before that old, musty, dum and evil thing. Many things happened, some of them very sad and very grave, but true none the less, and permanent. Now they stand before that hideous creature of a god, a demon too ancient to have been swept away, a thing older than old and malignant with terrible purpose. 2 brave, confident little girls bravely stand before this beastie, this nastie, this bucket of yuck, their fists clench in pulse to their clenching jaws thinking of all that they had lost, all they had sacrificed to get here.  

Opps, we missed up...guess which part #026

Their hope and naivete win them many battles to begin, but it cannot carry them the whole way. There is so much more to go, but they are at their end. Still they are not yet at the end, so they must strive on. Where do they find the courage, the energy, the stamina, the belief? These are questions that continue to plague us, but continue they did.