Challenge
The Prose Masquerade
Think about what monster or creature you would most enjoy emulating if you were forced to become it for the rest of your life. (You can't say a businessman is a monster and take the easy route out). Within the realms of ghouls, ghosts, vampires, centaurs, etc., pick your poison, and craft something that shows how you would cope at your worst, your best, in your newfound existence of monstrosity. Let the words run. The winner gets a trick or treat box from me.
Fairy
Floating above the forest
Tiny and blue,unseen
Anger building inside
I'm going to do something mean
Slip a little powder into a giant cup
A fleshy hand reaches towards it
Gulping, adam's apple bobbing
Then realization, trying to spit
A cloud envelopes the affected man
Then a rumbling yell that almost reveals me
Pressing me flat like batter in a hot pan
Giggling, I fly away fast
The man, turning blue, spots me
His eyes bulge and he bellows
Trying to grab me as I swoop past
Laughing aloud I retreat to the forest
Taking refuge on a high branch
Feeling joyful at last.