Wednesday, 20 April 2011

Never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting

The mornings had gradually become brighter for each day that had passed, and today the sun-rays fell through the curtains with a sickening glee. They tickled Alice's eyelids, annoying her until she simply had to open her eyes and face the day ahead of her. She sat up, her body stiff, while looking over her shoulder at the curtains.

Have to fix it. No sunlight.

Usually the birds sing at this hour but today they were silent. Resting. It took a while before the bathroom's fluorescent light flickered on, and when it finally did it proceeded to make a very faint, albeit sharp sound. Alice could hear it but didn't think much of it at first, it was just one of the many background noises she had grown accustomed to. The mirror, although new, had already begun to gather some dirt but it was not yet enough to bother Alice - perhaps the thought of cleaning the window wouldn't cross her mind until the specks of dust, pieces of old, dried out toothpaste and the remnants of squeezed pimples covered it completely--


She stared at herself. The bags beneath her eyes looked heavy, no wonder that people stared. But her eyes - the windows inside the window - seemed to live a life of their own, twitching every now and then. Alice raised a hand in order to make it stop but the motion was interrupted by something coming into view behind her. A dark blur moved through the room and in the blink of an eye there was something light sitting on her shoulder. If it hadn't been for the fact that she soon felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder, she would have claimed that she had barely felt the weight of the creature at all. Alice looked at its twin in the mirror. It kept tilting its head from left to right and then back again. Eventually it, the mirror image, moved closer to her ear, leaning in as if it was about to whisper a secret. Her eyes widened slightly when it opened its ebony beak and she saw something that she at first thought to be a tongue slithering out of it, but there were more than one.



  1. What is this Alice? Your hallucinations move from being about a rabbit to a bird, and a raven at that. And this blog change, Alice what are you trying to prove? That you're not crazy and have these hallucinations under control? They aren't under control at all, and you certainly aren't well yourself. You need to get that mirror cleaned if even the dust and dirt become some hallucination for you.

  2. Mary... Really, you are being quite detached, and quite frankly, it's coming off as rather rude. Look at your older comments, where's the compassion you used to show to Alice? ~Rose