The Thirty Forth Tale

The gentle spring breeze blew over the fragile green grass. Bloomed flowers swayed together with the wind. A sweet scent filled the delicate atmosphere. A soft small hand danced above the red tulips. 

A kind smile grew on her glossy lips. Yoonjo grinned as the peaceful spring breeze drifted her glum thoughts away. Her petite body sat in the centre of the meadow, allowing the wind to take her away. Her thin amber hair flowed behind her. 

Yoonjo jerked her head up at a silent but piercing sound. It sounded like someone singing.

"Tiptoe through the window. By the window, that is where I'll be. Come tiptoe through the tulips with me.." The voice difted off. It seemed as if the voice was riding the wind. Trying to find a safe haven. 

The voice returned again making Yoonjo jump up to her feet. Her sandy white dress flowed behind her effortlessly. 

" Oh, Tiptoe from the garden. By the garden of the willow tree. And tiptoe through the tulips with me..." Yoonjo raced towards- what she thought was -the voice. Yoonjo's round eyes stared up at the gloomy sky. Just a few seconds ago the sky was bright blue. What made this sudden change?

The voice began booming, becoming louder and louder. "Knee deep in flowers we'll stray. We'll keep the showers away. And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight. Will you pardon me? And tiptoe through the tulips with me." Yoonjo clutched the sides of her head. The voice was screaming now. The amber head squeezd her eyes shut, tears forming in the corners.

The voice was now at its peak. It shrieked out the words. " Knee deep in flowers we'll stray. We'll keep the showers away. And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight. Will you pardon me?" Everything went silent.

Yoonjo glanced up, her eyes still slightly closed. Everything around her was frozen. The grass and tulips stood still, leaning together in one direction. 

A shiver danced up Yoonjo's spine. A whipser from someone standing behind her. "Tiptoe through the tulips with me..." A tear fell to the floor. The scenery around her began to play again- as if everything was previously paused. Yoonjo fell to the floor, tears falling from her innocent eyes. 

The gentle spring breeze swayed once again. 

writing on impulse is fun and hard. sorry for the delayed update. TT TT

Tiptoe Through The Tulips With Me-Tiny Tim. may he rest in peace.