Week 36: A Bunny’s Perspective

I’ve watched my mistress every day, and know all about her. I’ve seen her smile, laugh, cry, get angry, everything. I’ve been her loyal friend from the very beginning, and when she took me with her to that music academy she’s always talking about with her friends, I felt so excited. Whatever emotion she felt, I felt as well.

Of course, I knew about the pain that Mistress had gone through as well. Read more

Week 27: Dollhouse

The mirror me stared back as I carefully did my tie up, fingers deftly wounding the thin, smooth material round and round my collar. After swiftly pulling the end through the hole in the tie and adjusting it so that it stayed straight down my torso, I put on my blazer, not bothering to button up and looked at myself at the mirror once more, making sure not a stain or wrinkle was present on my clothes.

After all, all the daughter of this family had to do was keep up appearances and make out that there was nothing wrong with this family. Read more

Week 24: Kill

Talia spotted him from above, the familiar broad, majestic black wings protruding from his back. Of course she would be able to recognise them; they were like her own, only much larger, much more mature. But he was anything but mature at this moment, in Talia’s eyes anyway. Read more

Time to Say Goodbye

It was a sunny Friday afternoon, slowly approaching evening. Lorelei was in her room, folding and putting away her clothes in her suitcases. Shirts, t-shirts, skirts, dresses, jeans, shoes and boots were placed carefully into the leather-made luggage, and other various items were placed into smaller suitcases and bags. Read more