“Don’t be ridiculous. Slythers can’t take the form of humans. So for right now, you’re the only one I can trust.” Guillaume raked his fingers through his hair.
“Then, how do I know you’re not one?” Amilie’s eyes widened.
“I would smell like a sewer. They give off this putrid smell, similar to that of a sewer’s. I can’t smell it. Florence can’t smell it, and neither can Mathieu. It’s the result of a run-in with them a few years back. They’re very persuasive. Be on the lookout for that.” Amilie plopped down next to him.
“You didn’t mean what you said before. You are starting to like me. It’s more than a responsibility.” Guillaume turned away from her.
“We need to find that tree.”
“Why?” She sat up.
“So Florence and I can return to our family. And so Mathieu can have a family, again. And so we don’t have to go through life without changing. So we can grow old and die. Amilie, what people don’t realize about an eternity, is that it lasts an eternity and a day.“
Inspired by
Guillaume spun around as Mathieu tapped his back. How…? Mathieu is beside me…unless… “Slythers!” He breathed aloud. T…
A sequel to The Slythers
About the author
Laine the Grey
At a charming little cattle farm, near a pretty deadly lake
I am now officially in the League of Awesomeness as The Sarcastic Scribe
There are those who say that life is like a book, with chapters for each event in your life and a limited number of pages on which you can spend your time. But I prefer to think that a book is like life, particularly a good one, which is well worth staying up all night to finish. —Lemony Snicket
Books I am Currently Reading
Breakfast At Tiffany’s by Truman Capote
Suite Française by Irène Némirovsky
City of Ember by Jeane DuPrau
As it were, summer is drawing to a close…This year, I am undertaking AP English and a potentially useless year of gym…
So, if I’m not on Ficlets as much as I used to be, deal with it.
Most of my Ficlets are inspired by books, Billy Joel, or Jack Johnson songs.
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“Good night, my angel, now it’s time to sleep and save these questions for another day. I think I know what you were going to ask”—“Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)”, Billy Joel (Part of the Billy Joel Posse with T. F. Torrey, pens&feathers, and BARomero.)
Published on June 27, 2007.
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