| - White Light  [x] Tis been too long. Wingy returns to wreck havock and procrastinate for Ally's fics!!! Wingy's apologies too new mother, for being who Wingy is, LAZY.
[x] But to make up for it, Wingy wrote some of her own stuffers! *flaunts*
Carcass: Amusement for Me
Amusement parks. The easiest way to lose a child. You turn away for one second and they're gone. It would be nice to know what goes through a child's mind as they aimlessly make their way through the crowds torward something that sparks their interests, leaving their guardian behind. Excitment rushes through their tiny brains and for a breif moment they are overcome by that temptation to do something on their own. Foolishly of course. And before they realize it, they are all alone among the blurred faces of strangers and clowns alike.
So that's the child's mind. What ever happens to the guardian?
Why, she fumbles through the crowd, a mess with worry and concern streaking across her face. Yelling and crying out for her beloved young one. Glancing frantically through the hundreds, seemingly thousands, of faces who are not her child's. Where...where...where are you? she wonders. Turning the corner of a tent, she fades away from the blinking and flashing lights, determined to catch her breathe and start a new.
But there is no need now.
Carcass. The blood-stained carcass lays in front of her unbelieving eyes. The child's eyes are open, or at least, they would seem open if they hadn't been gouged out of his skull, leaving two empty sockets with red veins dripping out. The rest of his body was naked, clothes having been riped off. Dirt smeared over the boy's pale skin, given him the look of a hollowed body, as if he had been left for dead ages ago. But the stench of death lay upon him still, fresh blood continues to gush out of the fatal wounds under his chin and across his wrists and belly. His body was postioned perfectly, legs straight out and arms crossing his chest as if he were already within his coffin. But his head turned to the side, so that his eyeless gaze could be fixed upon whoever finds him first. And the sickest of them all, the mind who thought carcasses were such lovely items, proped the boy's lips up, into a curling, alluring, smile.
And this is where she screams.
END. (356)
[x] Weeeeeee!!! Hoped that gave you all that creeped out effect Wingy was going for. Anyone like? If you do....thy are a sicko, like Wingy! And you must love the dead carcass. Love it...for he shall appear in the next installment of Carcass. YES, there be more. Wingy loves carcasses, so she is writing short stories of where one might find a carcass. What? An amusement park is one of the most unlikly place to find a carcass? Tee hee..how do you know if you don't look?
[x] And Wingy realizes that carcasses are usually used to describe dead animals. But in Wingy's opinion, humans are animals. You are all carcasses to Wingy!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
[x] This post has been brought to you by the procrastinating yaoi duo (Wingy and Ally)! Wingy for procrastinating teh deadline, and Ally for her Driving Lessons of Doom!
[x] Tune in next time for, Carcass: Shopaholic.
[x] O yeah! And happy 500th xanga birthday to Wingy!!! *eats mother's cake* | 
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