A HARROWING TALE OF GREAT INTEGRITY
Lana Lang tossed her glorious raven hair out of her breathtakingly beautiful face. Her eyes appeared a rich amalgam of sapphire and bronze flame, and they sparkled and glittered as they picked up the dying rays of the molten sunlight! The distant horizon yawned before her, the turbulent storm clouds rolling over the blazing sun. A fetching smile displayed an array of glorious white pearls, perfectly shaped teeth, fitted for chewing delicate foods. Men had died to see that smile, others had killed just in hopes the glorious Lana Lang would favor them with her affection. Lana, however, was not vain and instead thought herself hideously ugly. She was wrong, though. So very, very wrong, as men and lustful women the world over, were they to see her, would say.
Lana, right now though, did not smile, for a mysterious totem pole that appeared Sioux in origin, had mysteriously appeared before her, in a place she trusted, a place she had spent so many hours of her life, slaving and toiling away!
The Talon.
"Why, what a strange totem pole," she remarked aloud to herself, a small frown creasing the skin between her eyes, though she still was strikingly beautiful despite the tiny mar to her otherwise perfect complexion!
Lana knew that totem pole, that now sat right outside the Talon on the sidewalk, had never been there before! It was foreign to her distant tragic memories; throughout all the deaths and abandoments she had endured, never had a totem pole been present outside of this place that was now the Talon.
"I want to take a closer look," she said to herself aloud. She approached it slowly, transfixed by the mysterious totem pole. She raised her glorious hand towards the totem pole, to caress the weird symbols with her gorgeous and delicate fingers!
Suddenly, a strange noise emerged from the totem pole. It sounded like the humming of many furious bees, intent on vengeance after a farmer had stolen their honey!
Lana screamed and roared. Alas, no one could help her!
She was alone. Abandoned by humanity. No one could save her as a bright yellow beam shot from the totem pole and enveloped her delicate body. Suddenly her body changed shape, and Lana Lang slowly shrung, her skin turning into coarse fabric as she mutated into a bag.
Her transformation was complete. Lana Lang was now a backpack. Small and pink, like the beuatiufl woman it had been, it rested in the place where Lana had once stood, for it now was Lana.
"Oh no!" she cried. "I have been transformed! I have been trasnformed into a backpack!"
In the distnace, she could see Chloe walking up thes treet. Chloe was sad because she could never be as beautiful as Lana, but she still loved Lana, for Lana was so nice and so beautiful. But she could not see Lana.
"Chloe look at the Totem pole!" Lana screamed!
But Chloe did not hear her, for Lana was now a backpack, thus could not speak.
The totem pole had vanished as well.
"Hmmm someone discarded a backpack." Chloe said to herself, noticng Lana on the ground. "I will just throw it away, since it is unwanted."
She picked up the backpack, but then realized with dismay that the garbage can was full. So she walked into the Talon, and saw the meat grinder and knew she could dispose of the unwanted backpack there!
"I will just put it in the meat grinder," she said thoughtfully.
She walked over to toss Lana, now a helpless backpack, into the meat grinder.
"No!" her erstwhile friend screamed!
The oblivious Chloe raised the backpack to drop into the meat grinder..
TO BE CONTINUED?????
Will Chloe kill Lana??? Will her good intentions backfire and cause the death of her wonderful friend? Give me feedback and I'll tell you!@@
Do you want to see more!!! Let me know!
Lana Lang tossed her glorious raven hair out of her breathtakingly beautiful face. Her eyes appeared a rich amalgam of sapphire and bronze flame, and they sparkled and glittered as they picked up the dying rays of the molten sunlight! The distant horizon yawned before her, the turbulent storm clouds rolling over the blazing sun. A fetching smile displayed an array of glorious white pearls, perfectly shaped teeth, fitted for chewing delicate foods. Men had died to see that smile, others had killed just in hopes the glorious Lana Lang would favor them with her affection. Lana, however, was not vain and instead thought herself hideously ugly. She was wrong, though. So very, very wrong, as men and lustful women the world over, were they to see her, would say.
Lana, right now though, did not smile, for a mysterious totem pole that appeared Sioux in origin, had mysteriously appeared before her, in a place she trusted, a place she had spent so many hours of her life, slaving and toiling away!
The Talon.
"Why, what a strange totem pole," she remarked aloud to herself, a small frown creasing the skin between her eyes, though she still was strikingly beautiful despite the tiny mar to her otherwise perfect complexion!
Lana knew that totem pole, that now sat right outside the Talon on the sidewalk, had never been there before! It was foreign to her distant tragic memories; throughout all the deaths and abandoments she had endured, never had a totem pole been present outside of this place that was now the Talon.
"I want to take a closer look," she said to herself aloud. She approached it slowly, transfixed by the mysterious totem pole. She raised her glorious hand towards the totem pole, to caress the weird symbols with her gorgeous and delicate fingers!
Suddenly, a strange noise emerged from the totem pole. It sounded like the humming of many furious bees, intent on vengeance after a farmer had stolen their honey!
Lana screamed and roared. Alas, no one could help her!
She was alone. Abandoned by humanity. No one could save her as a bright yellow beam shot from the totem pole and enveloped her delicate body. Suddenly her body changed shape, and Lana Lang slowly shrung, her skin turning into coarse fabric as she mutated into a bag.
Her transformation was complete. Lana Lang was now a backpack. Small and pink, like the beuatiufl woman it had been, it rested in the place where Lana had once stood, for it now was Lana.
"Oh no!" she cried. "I have been transformed! I have been trasnformed into a backpack!"
In the distnace, she could see Chloe walking up thes treet. Chloe was sad because she could never be as beautiful as Lana, but she still loved Lana, for Lana was so nice and so beautiful. But she could not see Lana.
"Chloe look at the Totem pole!" Lana screamed!
But Chloe did not hear her, for Lana was now a backpack, thus could not speak.
The totem pole had vanished as well.
"Hmmm someone discarded a backpack." Chloe said to herself, noticng Lana on the ground. "I will just throw it away, since it is unwanted."
She picked up the backpack, but then realized with dismay that the garbage can was full. So she walked into the Talon, and saw the meat grinder and knew she could dispose of the unwanted backpack there!
"I will just put it in the meat grinder," she said thoughtfully.
She walked over to toss Lana, now a helpless backpack, into the meat grinder.
"No!" her erstwhile friend screamed!
The oblivious Chloe raised the backpack to drop into the meat grinder..
TO BE CONTINUED?????
Will Chloe kill Lana??? Will her good intentions backfire and cause the death of her wonderful friend? Give me feedback and I'll tell you!@@
Do you want to see more!!! Let me know!