Once upon a time, there was a hermit, who lived in a forest. His only companion, a ginger cat who he cared deeply for. They are truest companions, as the man had raised him from but a kitten. Years pass, and the cat grows older, and slower, and tired. The mans truest friend, whom he has loved and cared for for so long passes away, leaving the man alone, in love and life. The heartbreak is terrible, leaving him distraught, wanting only for his best friend to return, and in a moment of confusion and desperation, he eats the poisonous mushrooms of the forest. Days pass in agony and pain, delusions and hallucinations haunt him. Small blue imps begin to appear, taunting the man with their happiness, with their mischievousness. The days turn to weeks, and the damage to the mans brain is done. He cannot unsee them, no matter how much he attempts to banish the blue demon imps from his sight. And in this fever, this madness brought on by grief and loss, a ginger cat strolls into his hut. A ginger cat that for all sane reason and logic is buried in the garden, a carefully carved headstone proclaiming the life and wonder it had previously lived. The man knows it to be a hallucination, a figment of his shattered imagination, but he cant help but to accept it. And together with the memory of his best friend, he battles bravely against his demons. His little, blue, demon imps. Yep. Thats the smurfs for you.
Posted on: Thu, 16 Oct 2014 07:13:47 +0000
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