Sulleena Bags a gloom

A good Gloom is just so hard to find. Sullena had been setting traps to snare herself a husband for months, each mantrap becoming less and less subtle.
She had started by using the magic of femme fatale wiles and every trick that had been passed down from her female kindred through the ages. She wore her best mourning frock and pinched her cheeks until they glowed with broken blood vessels. She teased her red tresses into great distress and battered her eye lashes until her eyelids ached.
When all this failed, she tried the �way to a man�s heart is through his stomach� theory; making betrothal meals laced with crushed sleeping pills. But once again her efforts failed; more stringent tactics were called for.
So Sullena took to searching the streets and bars after dark, looking for signs of what she deemed marriage material. Each time she spotted a candidate she went over her mental check list-
1- Human
2- Breathing
3- fingers nude of wedding bands.
JACKPOT!
She tailed her would be suitor a little way until he reached one of the quieter streets, then silently she drew the no fail, husband or bust , secret weapon from her bag; Great Grand mama�s (Great Grandma ma was thrice married and counting) patented man trapping rolling pin.
When the poor fellow least expected it, Sullena walloped him over the head, trussed him up like a Christmas turkey and made for the nearest celebrant.
Then Sullena and Her gloom would live (if he was lucky and the clunk on the noggin didn�t kill him) most Un-happily ever after.

THE END


Lady Nemesis 2002 

Eliza Jane

Sometimes when a life is taken suddenly, the spirit is not prepared to depart the mortal world and sthe deceased ends up in an eerie limbo between the mortal world and the after life while the spirit tidies up the unfinished business it perceives has been left unattended too.
That is exactly what has happened to poor Eliza Jane. She was whisked so quickly from the loving arms of her family that she isn�t able to go peacefully on to the afterlife��

Eliza Jane wanders the night unseen by mortal eyes; although she sticks mainly to the shadows, for even at her tender age, she knows that to be spotted unnecessarily by the living will surely prolong her limbo between stages. Night after night she searches for her mummy and daddy and Baby Flynn. She goes back again and again to the places she remembers, but unbeknownst to her several years have passed and her family are no longer there. They moved shortly after her death, tortured by memories and constant reminders of her heartbreakingly short life. But there is no way for Eliza to know how long it took for her to be processed after her death, time has no meaning beyond the restrictions of mortal life.
So on she wanders, sometimes thinking she catches a glimpse of her loved ones, only to find she is mistaken. She hugs her moldering teddy bear close, comforted by it�s presence, for although she sometimes sees other spirits in the same predicament as herself, mostly she is alone in her quest for closure. She hopes perhaps she will find her final resting place so that she might leave her family one last message.
Whether she finds her family or her grave, she wishes that she might find them soon, for she is tired now and Granny waits for her on the other side.


-Lady Nemesis 2004