FtM -- Stories Introduction

Introduction to the Stories

Some form of guilt or another got me into more awkward situations than I enjoyed counting. Whether it was because of my 'familial-piety' cloud choking me during my sour hours or because of my ability to climb fences at will, I always ended up being able to predict the consequences. I'm an asshole.

One time, I set the whole city which I inhabit on fire. The fire got every living thing angry (to Hell with emotions!): my family, two squirrels, some other animals, some people, and even me. Those people and the animals left the city, excluding me. The animals came back the next day, but the people wouldn't return until I died—that's what they told me. Mind you, this didn't make me happy; it was nice before the fire.

My parents called me Robert Deighler before the fire. A couple of important events (by their standards) would happen during that time. The following is what those events were:

1. A lot of working

2. A lot of running.

3. A lot of smiling.

4. A lot of dancing.

...

I told you it was nice before the fire.

FtM -- Poem 1

Modern Primogeniture

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As the walls came down,

They pointed to the Crown,

'To the mines!' he screamed.

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For that his children cleaned,

All of the dirt and matter,

That fell from each carrying vehicle,

Once in a while a taste would drop into their mouths,

Pitter-Patter, Pitter-Patter.

--

the Crown drops to his children's side,

'Forgive me, my sons!' he screamed,

The one girl in disgust, beamed,

She and herself had never been recognized.

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When the walls went back up,

During the next dawn and New Crown,

The Old Crown sat wistfully,

Aboard the head of his daughter, happy and blue.

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It glamored and gleaned, like her late King!

But in a different way, one that grew agile,

Enough to pass a stream through a string!

FtM

FtM...well, For the Muse. Gotta love the Muse. No one even knows it exists in our school. In fact no one even knows that kids in the Muse even exist. Aw. Everything here is for the Muse, but online in a quaint, quiet spot on the web. And Sean when we get our stories rolling.

Hopefully Dorian will help too.

ok. let's start with this:

this image is in the public domain, chill, ya?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Bruegel_Proverbs.jpg