{"id":2703,"date":"2015-02-02T08:40:44","date_gmt":"2015-02-02T13:40:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.skelleyverse.com\/?p=2703"},"modified":"2015-01-13T20:08:56","modified_gmt":"2015-01-14T01:08:56","slug":"for-too-many-decades","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/for-too-many-decades\/","title":{"rendered":"For Too Many Decades"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul>\n<li><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-13\" src=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/j-avatar.png\" alt=\"by jen\" width=\"81\" height=\"81\" \/>&#8212; now at last &#8212;<\/li>\n<li>two jabs of a delicate needle<\/li>\n<li>rollicking witch laughter<\/li>\n<li>small nostrils wrinkled fastidiously<\/li>\n<li>since life crawled from the sea<\/li>\n<li>old Doctor Sour-apple<\/li>\n<li>godawful Scotch porridge<\/li>\n<li>dressed as others dressed<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>For too many decades\u00a0I harbored this thirst for vengeance, this desperate drive\u00a0to make <em>old Doctor Sour-apple<\/em> pay for his culinary crimes. The<em> godawful Scotch porridge<\/em> he served every day for breakfast is my only memory of a childhood spent studying and training at his wretched Institute. To go unnoticed on my mission of revenge I <em>dressed as others dressed<\/em> in the twisting halls of the Institute, the way apprentices have dressed <em>since life crawled from the sea<\/em>. I kept my <em>small nostrils wrinkled fastidiously<\/em> as if I could still smell the terrible stench coming from the kitchen, even though years ago, with <em>two jabs of a delicate needle<\/em>, I severed the nerves in my nose, rendering myself anosmic. In this way, apprentice-berobed and nostrils aquiver, I made my way unchallenged to Doctor Sour-apple&#8217;s chambers and peered through the keyhole. From inside I could hear the phonograph he always played, the gargling sounds of <em>rollicking witch laughter<\/em> that passed for music in his estimation. As the cacophony reached its crescendo, I flung the doors wide and somersaulted into the room,\u00a0placing three bullets in Sour-apple&#8217;s chest.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ve been &#8212; waiting for you &#8212; so long,&#8221; Doctor Sour-apple gasped with his dying breaths, &#8220;<em>&#8212; now at last &#8212;<\/em> I am &#8212; released.&#8221; He shuddered and went\u00a0still, a smile on his gray lips.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Stichomancy Writing Prompts\" href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompts\/\">about stichomancy writing prompts<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/stichomancy-writing-prompt-generator\/\">try our stichomancy writing prompt generator!<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8212; now at last &#8212; two jabs of a delicate needle rollicking witch laughter small nostrils wrinkled fastidiously since life crawled from the sea old Doctor Sour-apple godawful Scotch porridge dressed as others dressed For too many decades\u00a0I harbored this thirst for vengeance, this desperate drive\u00a0to make old Doctor Sour-apple pay for his culinary crimes. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[319,4],"tags":[332,342],"class_list":["post-2703","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-stichomancy-prompts","category-writing-prompts","tag-crime","tag-food"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2703","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2703"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2703\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2731,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2703\/revisions\/2731"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2703"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2703"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/runeskelley.com\/skelleyverse\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2703"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}