The Song Of Trisha

By GotADraw

Originally Written April 20th-29th, 2015

Part 1: 2015

Chapter I

Trisha did not mean to insult the customs of Limor, but the ill-tempered inhabitants felt that it was necessary her for her ignorance and arrogance-by killing her.

"We refuse to tolerate your intolerance!" screamed the mayor.

The furious population of the irate town threw slurs and insults at the poor, terrified girl, lighting their torches as they did so. The thorn wood piled on her legs were clawing at her flesh through her fur and her wrists probably had bruises from the extremely tight rope.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know y'all's law stated that I to bow to y'all's soap statue!"

This comment sent the township into a rage, they started screaming their heads off: demanding that they kill this heretic.

A young child-whom looked to be 5 years old-was the first to throw the torch on her. In a moment of panic, Trisha pulled forth on her ropes so hard that they snapped. She dashed forward before the even of the tips of her fur were singed. She leapt over the wood and issues a solid kick to the jawbone of one of the ministers of education. She jumped over the man's fallen body and kicked over the mayor and knocked away a few others. Once she was outside of the crowd, it started pouring down rain with a bomb-like thunder and then horrified screaming.

"The statue!"

Trisha turned around to see that their statue-which was made of soap-was melting, and the townspeople lacrimating over their Sinclair Lewis statue-which was now in suds. Instead of watching, she ran as far away from this lurid town and never returned.

*

After her abscond from the town left of Wal-Mart, she decided she would try to leave this continent. She slowed her pace and by morning she had come to a large depression surrounded by hills. The red sun on the green sky with yellow spilled all over it as it stared at her in the face. She openly smiled at it, revealing her slightly yellowed canine teeth. Trisha supposed that she would continue this way, it being the way the she came from. She stared ascending the tallest hill, slick from the intense rain. She several times but then regained her footing. Once she had arrived at the apex of the knoll, she could in the far distance see the murky grey of tall city buildings. Determined not to go to that place, she formulated a plan around it. She unintentionally dashed down the hill and inited** the forest.

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Notes

*In the original 2015 manuscript, this was the beginning of Chapter II. I have decided to change the chapter numbers for better flow.