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“The Sacred Cross” by Pascal Farful
Today’s story is “The Sacred Cross” by Friend of the Fireplace Pascal Farful, who spends much of his time as a fursuiter and musician, but is occasionally known to pick up a pen and paper, and you can find more of his stories on his FurAffinity page.
Read for you by Khaki, your faithful fireside companion.
Transcript
You’re listening to The Voice of Dog.
Speaker:I’m Khaki, your faithful fireside companion,
Speaker:and today’s story is
Speaker:“The Sacred Cross”
Speaker:by Friend of the Fireplace Pascal Farful,
Speaker:who spends much of his time as a fursuiter and musician,
Speaker:but is occasionally known to pick up a pen and paper,
Speaker:and you can find more of his stories on his FurAffinity page.
Please enjoy:“The Sacred Cross”
Please enjoy:by Pascal Farful
Please enjoy:It was a cold and foggy autumn night
Please enjoy:and Samantha was tending to her laboratory.
Please enjoy:It was located in the rural outskirts, somewhere where there was no light polution.
Please enjoy:Her equipment contained various tools and devices, but chiefly contained a light magnifier,
Please enjoy:capable of reaching a significantly high temperature.
Please enjoy:She was a grey wolf with thick long, black hair
Please enjoy:and was clad in a jacket,
Please enjoy:gloves, a skirt and knee-high boots, all made of a skintight and shiny black rubber,
Please enjoy:due to the level of mud
Please enjoy:and other unpleasantness around the sight of the lab
Please enjoy:meaning these were easy to clean if needed,
Please enjoy:plus she found them very comfortable as well. A quiet, certainly
Please enjoy:shy one, she cut a short, slender figure, the all black writing cheques for mystique that her manner couldn’t cash.
Please enjoy:From the window by her desk she could see lots of stone ruins,
Please enjoy:various rocks coated in moss
Please enjoy:and deep in the soft marsh land.
Please enjoy:And as she looked out of the window that evening, something caught her eye.
Please enjoy:All of the tablets were moss-ridden,
Please enjoy:wet and vaguely rotting.
Please enjoy:Except for one. And out of the corner of Samantha's eye she'd always see it.
Please enjoy:A large cross with a circle around it's spokes.
Please enjoy:Something just looked...
Please enjoy:wrong about it. Sure, she was no expert on architecture but it seemed to fit thematicly with the others
Please enjoy:but... it seemed brighter...
Please enjoy:clearer than the others.
Please enjoy:But again, she was sat fairly far away and couldn't see it too close.
Please enjoy:The wolf had decided to keep it out of mind and focus on her works.
Please enjoy:As she had done for the past month or so now.
Please enjoy:Her tests were nearing completion,
Please enjoy:when once, while she was working,
Please enjoy:she heard a knock at the door downstairs.
Please enjoy:She got to her feet
Please enjoy:and went down to check.
Please enjoy:Samantha opened the door a crack and peered out,
Please enjoy:but nobody was there.
Please enjoy:She looked to the left
Please enjoy:and the right,
Please enjoy:up and down. But nobody could be seen.
Please enjoy:She closed the door and went to go back upstairs again, but to her bemusement,
Please enjoy:the knocks came again.
Please enjoy:With a humpf she returned to the door, this time opening it wide and taking a deep look.
Please enjoy:Her eyes noted grass patches,
Please enjoy:wooden fence, a gnome,
Please enjoy:back along the fence
Please enjoy:and down to the pa- The gnome was gone.
Please enjoy:Her heartrate doubled.
Please enjoy:It was there. She saw it with her own eyes.
Please enjoy:But now it wasn't.
Please enjoy:She looked down beside her
Please enjoy:and there it was.
Please enjoy:It's posture had changed.
Please enjoy:It had moved while she wasn't looking.
Please enjoy:Samantha gulped, knees knocking together.
Please enjoy:She didn't know what to do, but she kept her eyes on it firmly.
Please enjoy:After a minuet or so of deliberation, she nervously reached down with her rubber gloved paws
Please enjoy:and picked it up,
Please enjoy:holding it permanently in her eyeline.
Please enjoy:It had sunken eyes,
Please enjoy:red ones. It didn't look the least bit "jolly",
Please enjoy:it looked vicious.
Please enjoy:She closed the door with her foot,
Please enjoy:bolting it, keeping an eye permanently on the gnome.
Please enjoy:Samantha moved it into the small makeshift kitchen
Please enjoy:and placed it down on the sideboard.
Please enjoy:Once it was placed down,
Please enjoy:she took a few steps back.
Please enjoy:Instinctively, she looked behind her,
Please enjoy:squeaking and looking ahead again when she realised her mistake.
Please enjoy:She couldn't see the gnome again,
Please enjoy:but she could see where it'd gone,
Please enjoy:to her mild annoyance,
Please enjoy:it had landed right in a large vat of washed onions she was preparing.
Please enjoy:The bowl was deeper than the gnome was, so it was trapped in there.
Please enjoy:Even when she looked away
Please enjoy:and she could hear it struggling and battering at it,
Please enjoy:it didn't have the mass to tip it over,
Please enjoy:not the ability to climb out on the slippery, smooth and wet sides of the container.
Please enjoy:With the gnome under control, she nervously moved back to the door,
Please enjoy:the sound of the gnome's fighting growing weaker.
Please enjoy:Looking out the door,
Please enjoy:her eyes fell on the cross.
Please enjoy:Her heart filled with dread as it seemed to look different again.
Please enjoy:Brighter... almost. She moved across to put a lid on the gnome in the pan
Please enjoy:and locking it down, not bothering to look at it,
Please enjoy:just making sure it couldn't escape.
Please enjoy:The knocking had stopped on the sides, but she didn't want it to jump out at her.
Please enjoy:With every form of fastening and fixing she could find,
Please enjoy:she opened the door and slipped outside,
Please enjoy:opening the door for the smallest amount of time as possible
Please enjoy:and the smallest amount open as possible,
Please enjoy:closing it immediately afterwards
Please enjoy:and locking it. The air outside was cold,
Please enjoy:and it bit at her knees and her thighs and loins under her skirt.
Please enjoy:Her eyes scanned the forests and the marshes around her as she moved,
Please enjoy:minding her footing
Please enjoy:as she approached the cross.
Please enjoy:It seemed... clean, almost brand new perhaps.
Please enjoy:It was made of the same sort of dark rock as the others but...
Please enjoy:lacked any form of growth.
Please enjoy:But... more than that...
Please enjoy:the area surrounding it seemed to repel any form of life from it like
Please enjoy:antibiotics in a petri dish.
Please enjoy:She could see algae trying to reach it
Please enjoy:and just dying within a sort of circular area around it.
Please enjoy:Samantha made sure not to get too close,
Please enjoy:just in case it did it to her too.
Please enjoy:She stepped back from the cross,
Please enjoy:convinced it had something to do with the gnome.
Please enjoy:Upon spinning around to go back inside, she jumped
Please enjoy:and clutched her hands to her chest,
Please enjoy:fists clenched, discovering a field of more gnomes,
Please enjoy:at least ten, maybe more like twenty had assembled before her. With nowhere to
Please enjoy:go but straight ahead, she ran back through them to the house, locking the door behind her
Please enjoy:and cowering against the wall behind it.
Please enjoy:She could hear the thundering sound of their little feet on the ground outside.
Please enjoy:She could hear them battering at the door, but,
Please enjoy:she noticed, without the ability to batter it down.
Please enjoy:They were weak, but they were numerous.
Please enjoy:Samantha quickly remembered the one in the saucepan,
Please enjoy:grabbing some tongs and flinging the lid open.
Please enjoy:To her amazement,
Please enjoy:the gnome had practically dissolved into a sludgey liquid inside the bottom of the pan.
Please enjoy:It was then that she knew what she had to do.
Please enjoy:She took a knife,
Please enjoy:a vast one and one of the onions she hadn't cut up yet,
Please enjoy:She sunk the knifeblade into the onion, coating it in the juice,
Please enjoy:then returning to the door.
Please enjoy:She threw open the door
Please enjoy:and began the attack.
Please enjoy:The knife wouldn't cut the gnomes, more knock them down, but it was the onion juice which did the job.
Please enjoy:Once even a drop touched them,
Please enjoy:they began to scream in agony and melt, howling and withering in pain until they became puddles of matter,
Please enjoy:soon burning to embers and ashes.
Please enjoy:It was difficult to fight something so small without being toppled,
Please enjoy:having to jump around briskly and catch them unaware,
Please enjoy:striking one down,
Please enjoy:jumping to the other side, striking another and jumping again.
Please enjoy:But soon, the gnomes were dead and their screams faded into the rustlings of the trees.
Please enjoy:She checked that none had escaped inside,
Please enjoy:then locked her door
Please enjoy:and looked up the path to the cross.
Please enjoy:And she knew what she had to do.
Please enjoy:The cross had started to glow
Please enjoy:and had a certain stench of death about it.
Please enjoy:She reapplied the onion juice to the blade of her knife as she approached it.
Please enjoy:Once stood before it,
Please enjoy:she raised the blade over her head,
Please enjoy:clutched in both paws
Please enjoy:and plunged it into the neck of the cross.
Please enjoy:The blade sunk all the way deep and out from the depths came a thick,
Please enjoy:boiling purple sludge.
Please enjoy:Before it could touch her,
Please enjoy:she released the knife
Please enjoy:and jumped aside.
Please enjoy:She was startled to a scream by a bolt of lightning striking the top of the cross.
Please enjoy:At this point, she began to flee,
Please enjoy:running back towards the house, stopping when she reached the door
Please enjoy:and looking back up the hill
Please enjoy:at the bleeding cross.
Please enjoy:Lightning continued to strike it, before one bolt made a constant hit at the top ebb,
Please enjoy:then another to it's left point
Please enjoy:and a final one to its right.
Please enjoy:The cross emitted a banshee-like howling scream, before exploding in a shower of
Please enjoy:dust. Samantha recoiled her form against the door,
Please enjoy:having no time to get inside and
Please enjoy:once the dust settled,
Please enjoy:looked up to see that the cross had been obliterated.
Please enjoy:She stood there, heart battering at her ribcage,
Please enjoy:eyes darting around for any consequences to her actions.
Please enjoy:The fog began to lift
Please enjoy:and the dust from where the cross once stood
Please enjoy:began to evaporate off,
Please enjoy:lifting up into the sky,
Please enjoy:revealing a small metal plaque
Please enjoy:under the pile of ash.
Please enjoy:Curiosity consumed her.
Please enjoy:She shouldn't, she knew she shouldn't.
Please enjoy:But she had to know.
Please enjoy:She started to step forth again,
Please enjoy:leaning down to read the plaque.
Please enjoy:"Here lies Joanne Miles,
Please enjoy:keeper of the Sacred Cross" it read.
Please enjoy:Beneath the plaque
Please enjoy:was a small box. No...
Please enjoy:no no none of this could really be real...
Please enjoy:could it? Mystic bleeding crosses,
Please enjoy:gnomes that attacked her...
Please enjoy:and now some little box.
Please enjoy:She started talking herself out of opening the box as her paws held it
Please enjoy:and flicked the latch.
Please enjoy:The box sprung open...
Please enjoy:and reeked. She dropped it and fell to the ground, believing, nay, fearing it to be poison.
Please enjoy:As her body remained...
Please enjoy:shaken but operational,
Please enjoy:she finished opening the box.
Please enjoy:Within was little more than a mouldy onion...
Please enjoy:explaining at least,
Please enjoy:in some mystic but nonsense way
Please enjoy:why her trick with the knife had worked earlier.
Please enjoy:She wrapped the box in cling film,
Please enjoy:all she had to hand,
Please enjoy:took it inside and encased it in the safe downstairs.
Please enjoy:Finally, she locked the door and took a final look out to the graveyard,
Please enjoy:where that cross used to stand,
Please enjoy:life used to rot.
Please enjoy:If there was any magic left in this place,
Please enjoy:Samantha would have to face that
Please enjoy:in the morning… The End.
Please enjoy:This was “The Sacred Cross” by Pascal Farful,
Please enjoy:read for you by Khaki, your faithful fireside companion.
Please enjoy:Thank you for listening to The Voice of Dog