Two little things I wrote in creative writing last year, little silly semi-witty nuggets. Reviews are always appreciated.

ATimeless Tale

Once upon a time, there was a clock. Every other day of every other week of every other month of every other year it would laugh on the hour, the Sundays, Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays of the first and third weeks of January, March, May, July, September, and November in even numbered years. This was terribly inefficient. One day, time flew away, across the land and the stars and the sun and the moon, through summer and winter and fall and spring, by colorful sunrises and drowsy sunsets, away from the future, but far beyond the past, and beneath the place where the present lies. Obviously, this was problematic. No one birthed or died, neither supper nor darkness beckoned, crops never ripened, and life, being unintelligent, continued on, oblivious to the passing of time. Those who were sewing continued to sew, walkers kept walking, bakers baking, players playing, teachers teaching, sitters sitting, spinners spinning, sinners sinning, preachers preaching, dead dying; yet no progress was made. As those stuck in the hourglass grew bored, time smirked into his hands, his face mildly guilty, but his countenance betraying his amusement. Alas, the end had begun.

Sea Crets

Once upon a sea, a cret rested. it was floating on foam horses, riding the wind like a dragon. Its sails blossomed and its rudder bobbed on the water, up and down. Suddenly, serenity was broken by a mutinous angel who came out from the heavens and slashed the sail to bloody peices, peices that spread throughout the sea's waters and were never found again. The cret sunk.