by jabberwock » Mon Jul 14, 2014 1:34 pm
After waking from her nap, Elliot rolled off her bunk and onto the floor. She took a few moments to summon the minimal effort it took to actually get to her feet. Glancing in the mirror mounted on obsidian on the back wall, she pulled her hair up into a rough ponytail before exiting the cabin. Azazel had gone again but looking for him wasn't really something she was up for. If only her father had provided something to tie him up with when he'd gifted the hellhound to her. Instead, the girl headed towards the dining pavilion to get some food.
Tim's nails dug slightly into Kyle's shoulder as the smart-mouthed, stupid punk decided to mouth off at them. Kyle's head snapped to glare at his brother momentarily before he was released. Then, he charged directly at Alex like a rhino. A wall of muscle heading straight for the younger boy with fists flailing.
Tim, on the other hand, stood back and waited for his chance to throw a couple of hits. Alex had said exactly the right thing to hit the nerves of both brothers.
`Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis CarrollFanfiction Account
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