Bean's House

Beanbaker · Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2008 11:26 pm Post subject: Bean's House

Feral animals are heard in the distance, a crying pray for another meal and a break from the harsh reality of the mountain. Looking down what seems to be enough of a clearing through the trees to be a trail, vague footprints are seen traversing the white ocean of cold. A strong breeze brings bales of snow down onto your sholders - and the tracks, all for a few under some boughs of limbs, have dissapeared.

Along the west face of a vast cliff, of purple-ish gray rocks, weathered by the constant blizzards, lies a small log cabin. The exterior walls have lost their deep bark brown to a dull and dry petrified tan. Coniferous trees line any form of flat land amongst a wall of lifeless rock and ice, and some have been reduced to stumps by ax.

Walking up to the door, and wiping off the snow, a plaque is adorned on the entry.

"Welcome all. -Bean"

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Opening the door, torrents of flurries blast in. The door slams shut, cutting the white demon off.

"Home sweet home."

Going through some things, I recollect on an early childhood on the mountain. Friends, family.... I pull myself together and throw everything into the fireplace. Donning the tengu wings, a blaze leaps from the pile of old objects. I spread the wings along the wall.

"All memories must be erased. That time has past, and it is now the present."

Using an old rag, I clean the years of dust out of everything. it is a small cabin on the face of a mountain, but nostalgia makes it a mansion. I lay down on the couch, and watch the fire rumble.

ETH · Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2009 4:30 pm Post subject:

Traveling up the mountain in through the snow. I find the small cabim. Because I want to be warm, I knock on the door and hoping someone is there.

Beanbaker · Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2009 5:28 pm Post subject:

The door opens automatically. A broom falls down, as the knocking on the door triggered it to open the latch. You walk inside, and the place is empty, but a fire still glows bright yellows and oranges. You see a lump bird that tore open a pillow and decided to nest in it. A note, with barely legible handwriting, hangs on a string from the rafters to gain attention.

"Welcome, I am out [scribbles] in some forest, be back [scribbles]. Make yourself at home [illegible markings] just don't eat my bird. -Bean"