She led the rest of them to the machine: the machine full of bones, hollow as the one she stepped on, as hollow as the ensign’s corpse. Her nose itches.
The thing that was not our mother seemed to widen. Her face remained the same, her legs thickened. As she stood from her chair her stomach seemed to suck into her spine.
I have always loved the lore and legends of the supernatural, as much as some gals love true crime. I am a mythology buff and will give a read to almost anything that captures that sense of wonder.
The too-wide waist of the sweater scraped the fuzzy arms as I walked past the information desk, past the movies, and up the stairs to the silence zone where biographies sleep, and encyclopedias prowl.
Now there are a multiplicitude of predators who will leave bones scattered from their quarries and dragons are not left out. However, If you find a stack of bones be very careful to observe. If the bones are stacked haphazardly, You have a hungry dragon on the loose. Proceed at your own peril.