Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Into the world of vegetables

Carrot colonies: Orange, Red, Yellow, Purple, White, Black
(Each colony is defined by the color of the carrot.)

The sky was falling, brown clumps raining down on the six carrot colonies. The citizens were in panic, all trying to break free of the crowds and find a safe-haven. Some fought against former friends for a chance to enter the tunnels that led to Parsnip Burrow, Spudtopia, and Radish Caverns. One carrot, leader of the Purple colony, gazed upward at the falling sky. An unfamiliar brightness shown through the holes in the sky, temporarily blinding him. “What are you doing, Elpru? Calm your colony!” Knight, leader of the Black carrot colony, cried out to his ally. Brigh, madam commander of the White colony, shoved past young Egnar, the current leader-elect of the Orange colony. Icterine of the Yellow colony and Rudhira of the Red colony were trying to get their colonies out the tunnels that led to the ancient cities.
Elpru swayed, trance-like, as the broken sky above him darkened as a horrendous creature made of soft pink flesh descended, it's five tentacles thrashing as it searched the Carrot Routes for a meal.
As the monstrosity reached down on an impossibly long stem, Egnar of the Orange cried out to Elpru. “Move, old one! Move, before the beast seizes you!”
But the ancient carrot was too transfixed on the strange tentacle creature to move even a leafy hair. Egnar thrust himself at the old carrot, knocking the elder to the ground as the monstrosity reached the purple carrot. The creatures tentacles wrapped around the young orange carrot, who cried out in agony as he was lifted up, out of his world and into a new realm.


Hey mom, I've got one!” A little girl excitedly cried, holding up a dirty carrot. The mother glanced up from where she was busily pruning her tomato vine. “Very good, Autumn. Now why don't you pick a few more, then put them next to the potatoes we're having for dinner?”

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