The Mind Creative APRIL 2014 | Page 39

The Mind Creative March 2014 Then a lone, direct voice said: "Look ladies and gentleman. What you behold is the foulest, ugliest sin formed by man. A creature so deprived, so beyond reason, it paid to be locked away." Gasps echoed. Women shrieked. Someone cried "Dear God, what is that thing!" Dirty hands rose to tear blinded eyes. Ten round fingers and a tarnished silver band brought focus. The hands explored and discovered a portly middle and legs of heft. A head, full haired but rotund, ended the discovery. "Look at it ladies and gentleman. Steel your resolve. See it. The bubble shaped body ending in limbs like stuffed turkeys; the face of grotesque fat stupidity. Oh, the horror, the madness." Eyes darted to the fog shrouded crowd and then to the other cages. Limbs of varying sizes stretched out from between bars: rotund fingers and delicate legs amid thin hands and portly thighs. Confused eyes stared and then saw. A glint of silver split the smoke. A woman's curves stood, arm stretched out, face obscured by shadows. The light flickered in the silver; a piece of metal wrapped tight around her finger. Hands lifted to confused eyes. A ring of silver on fat fingers. Then a smile. The shiny ring had a twin; a companion to love. But then the curves shifted in the smoke. The twin silver slid from her hand and drifted to the floor. Cold filled a wounded heart. The 39