WolfsRain3434

There was a dragon, who met a girl When asked if he could eat her She said no. What of your arm? He said Licking his lips And she obliged Thinking that her arm would quench his thirst for a time He asked for another arm And she obliged Until nothing was left Except for her head. The dragon asked if he could eat her And still she said no But I have already eaten you What is the point of your head? His voice said with a hiss She simply smiled Niente

The bees sting the victims Growing a round red bump Swollen as a plum Only to see speckled eggs in few weeks' time Cradled in soft wings Until pushed from the nest Falling to reality with a sickening crunch

Scaffolds hung in the air like birds. Blocking out the sky. Small bodies shuffled back and forth between the various floors. Like Ants if you thought about it. Blow a breath of air on it, it might not fall down. But maybe if you push a certain area; maybe it would collapse? Oh no... Maybe? Well, who knows? Cranes lifted materials into certain spots, and looked about impossible to move once it was set down. Soft plumes of Smokey dust arose from feet when shuffling into an elevator into the strange unfinished building that looked a bit like a skeleton. The soft growl of a machine echoed in the far reaches of my mind, as if it was trying to cal