So here’s a chapter of my trash story, I wrote it a while ago and it has terrible punctuation. Here’s a link 172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcSVQ1QGJaX
https://www.penana.com/story/134543/the-dance-of-clockwork172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyOIqOugrIs
I opened up my eyes to a new dawn like no other Sunrise came as a golden tunnel to a world of forever-light as i slipped out of my sheets of silk i felt a cool breeze and sorrow washing over me after all im still stuck in the clock tower my mother trapped me in it felt like eons ago and in my case it kinda was Ive been trapped here since i was 3 my “mother” would deliver food to the tower my mother was actually my step mother i never really considered her my mother she always said I was destined to keep time for as long as i live although she claims she’s been getting warnings from spirits that i would be the reason reality ends i didn’t believe her of course i just had to merely pretend but i have had visions of the world slowly shattering before my eyes as i played Vivaldi’s experience i had a solemn look on my face and tears were running down my cheeks but its just a vision not a reality id have to live in the future… right? I slowly ascended the steps my head bowed i started the gears and i watched as the cogs spun into motion i kinda enjoy their metallic smell i listened to their distinct tick… tick… tick and i heard a knock on the door it must be mother i swung down the steps and waited at the door hoping she maybe brought my favorite rice instead of that bland other kind but she never came she must’ve been busy i loved when she shared the occasional quote from the dark ages my favorite was “Nev'r receiveth thy desires up 'r thee shall nev'r prosp'r” i ran my fingers through my dark brittle hair if only i had company if only if only i felt tired in a way tired of being stuck in this wretched tower full of nothing but dust and sorrow i headed back to my bed the sheets greeted me with warm arms and i slowly drifted into the dreamworld that I’ve always known. I woke up to the sky being shades of indigo and mauve i slept through the whole day i went downstairs to check if mother had left dinner weirdly enough the lock seemed… weaker sure enough she hadn’t slid the deadbolt in all the way I could escape i ran upstairs and grabbed as much cash as i could carry my old rotary phone although it might as well be useless and my real mothers locket it meant the world and beyond to me i stuffed it all in my pale brown messenger bag and i kicked at the door until the weak locks broke out i cant believe it i can be… free172Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfFSCbVrp9n
