Fee, fie, foe

They keep coming: small men with their small desires. They hunger for my gold; they scrabble through my table leavings. They foul the air with their scent.

Here comes another, hand over hand to steal my solitude. Let me ready my plate.


2 responses to “Fee, fie, foe

  1. Oh, I loved this! The title helped centre me into which fairy tale this was, but the rest of the piece showed it perfectly too!

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  2. Sympathetic but still appropriately creepy!

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