Clara blew into the bottle giving life to a cosmos. This made her a Goddess. The miniscule beings in their new existence began worshipping her. They swam in their fluid waters singing hymns to her beauty and imagining how it must be to see her perfectly before them, to be nestled in the sacred softness of her skin. She was so large to her creations that even the unfathomed thought of perceiving her overwhelmed their senses into imbalance. They would splash about in disequilibrium until her tranquility steadied the waters. In the end they had no real concept of who she was or what she was, yet they unconditionally longed to enter her heaven. For Clara was a thirsty Goddess. It wasn't long before she raised the bottle for another sip, drawing scores of her minions back into their origin, to be digested by the holy juices and to flow in the blessed blood. This was part of the eternal cycle of life.
Story #250
16 comments:
Welcome back. Very refreshing...life's cocktail. Bitter and sweet, yum, yum.
Sir, welcome back! and thank you for my new desktop background picture.
Hey G.D.: Cheers, Prost and Nastrovia!
Sniff: Happy Birthday!
Snapple!
I'd rather know who the girl was that what she's drinking.
"I told ye, we shoulda never let that bloke put our ship in the bottle," cried Jimmy Longears.
Oh, God, Ariel, I hate to decline a YAY. I have no idea what you're talking about and the Wikipedia entry for it is in a language I don't speak. Sigh. Could I maybe do a cartwheel for you instead?
I am at work and just flicked through glad you're back the internet is boring without these little stories.
Very nice universe you've got there, miss. How do I get into your Corona advertisement?
"she raised the bottle for another sip, drawing scores of her minions back into their origin,..." So how does it all come out...in the end?
It'll be fun until they reach the acid. Burn, minions, burn!
Ariel, there went two. I started to write a story with two pirates, Jimmy Longears and Cap'n Redwhiskers, then decided the joke was over after the first line. No idea where it came from. Maybe my Yugoslavian ancestors, of which I have none, told me the story.
Anyway, the cartwheel's done. Your Yay made my day. Sure hope I earned it back.
Glad you're back Indie. Missed your stories.
Ariel & Doug: Jimmy, Fred, Longears? I've never heard of them But I have read lots of Joseph Conrad. I think we need to call on a priate specialist like Courtney.
Alice: I'll redesign my blog template to make it look like an e-business blog. Don't want you to get in trouble reading me while at work. And c'mon, the Internet isn't all THAT boring (but I'm happy to hear you say it is).
Mushroom: The power of prayer might help. But Little Bar of Soap is the expert in that field.
Lucy: I thought there might be a loophole to that cycle somewhere.
Jamie: You might enjoy Jules Verne's "The Fantastic Journey".
Tom&Icy: I have so much catching up to do at your blogs and I promise to write soon. Actually I should make this an open promise because I owe a lot of people long e-mails.
I'm glad everyone is back. I always used to be afraid I would lose all my online friends if I disappeared for a week or two.
Clara looks a little skinny, I think she needs to drink all the miniscule beings she can. Welcome back.
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