LTROI-Film

If it had been daytime, the two children trudging down the road would have seen nothing but a pale gravel road framed on both sides by Jimson weed, crabgrass and dandelions narrowing down to a thread and stretching out into infinity. The plowed-over fields of sandy and stony dirt would have been broken at rare intervals by decaying farmhouses and sadly hunched trailers. There might have been a lone tree or two every now and again.

Eli and Oskar had been strolling through the mall and doing some shopping for quite some time. They were about to leave, when suddenly Eli froze, staring at the display case. There, shining in all it’s magnificence, was housed a Batman costume. She stared at it, mouth open, and then uttered only the words:
- I want it!
- But Eli… - Oskar tried to protest hesitantly.
- I want it and right now!

A few minutes later, Eli was walking in the suit, around the shopping center. Visitors passing just smiled. She cheerfully said:

Stay away Mr. Cop. You are ridiculous as you shake your little powder bag. Ask ask ask your question. Only a dummy will answer. Shake shake toss toss your little bag. There is your dummy. He answers. The class turns to see that kid. Oskar. Let the cop finish his boring lecture.
He should not have done that. Raised his hand. He should have kept his hand down. He is going to get beaten. Ok. He got to shine by giving the right answer. Now stay silent. He does not. He makes it worst by admitting that he likes to read.

A panel of psychologists sits in a room to make a very important and difficult decision. They all look like none of them want to be there but the time has come. The judge said that this would be her true judgment day and it has to be carried out come hell or high water. Each of them has a rather bulky file opened up in front of them full of notes composed over the last almost three and a half years. As the clock strikes exactly nine a judge comes in and takes a seat amongst them. After everyone has paid their respect to him they take a seat and the review begins.

“The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

This is the continuation of my Little Star FF. Theres and Teresa are up for review for possible release almost three and a half years after the Skansen Massacre. This is part two of what I hope to only be a three part story.

Please enjoy and comment freely!

4 July 2007

9:00 A.M.

3 July 2007

9:00 A.M.

The judgment begins...

1 July 2007

7:41 P.M.

30 June 2007

9:56 A.M.

“Wake up! Get up bitch and get around. We have shit to do!”

“What the fuck, Cil? Why the hell did you have to kick me so hard? It’s too early, go back to sleep. This little bird doesn’t give a shit about the worm. I’m going back to sleep.” Another well place kick to the side proves otherwise.