by eltonn » Thu Jun 30, 2016 2:06 am
Username: seedcakes
Name: Iambic Refuge
Gender: Male
Sonnet:
Splish, splash, running brash, folded tables, crash!
fire brand, broken hand, Iambic Refuge ran.
Ran from the fire, the break, the smash
of order toppling to the ground. I can
not do this anymore. No more tightropes.
No more trapeze. No more crowds that I need
to please. He thought, with a glimmer of hope,
I'll live out here, alone. But, I must feed
before that, because this hunger burns in
me. A hunger for freedom from my past,
from which I cannot escape the bright din.
So now I survive, although it can't last.
Can't last, like the pinned wings of a bird?
No. Because the din cannot be unheard.
owo i guess im allowed to explain it because its a bit vague.. if not just tell me and ill remove the explanation
so Iambic was born in a circus, and grew up there. His job was the assisst the clowns, and he was frequently made fun of or hated. The jeers eventually got to him, and Iambic tried to run away during a show with seals. Their noises in the water were messing with his already injured mind, and he ran into a table, breaking his front paw. He ran/limped away, and the ringmaster sent guards to catch him. The guards used torches to search the night darkness. Alone and hungry, he tried to scrape a life together in the wild. However, the 'din' of his past life, the circus, messed up his mind, leaving him partially insane and broken inside.