Beauty was a bite forgotten between God's teeth, and now she basked in a basement that never expected her. A boom had shook the youth from her bitter frame, blessing her now with neither parent to boost her. Seldom did her kind acknowledge her gaunt ghost, so often she anchored herself in broad blankness, where wonders wove themselves between her talons. Bloom and fade, boom boom boom.
It was on a day with no particular noon or star that the brooding creature discovered a bulge in the waning wallpaper. With a nudge, budge, and tuggy tug; paper became weary wall, and the grandest of portals knelt before her. Hungry and haunted, a squeezed doorway dug deep and drew no larger than her nervous nightstand. Inspired by intrigue, the Girl revealed an abyssal descent, drifting down a darkened drop. The Girl thought once, twice, and once more before sliding through the crouched mouth. In many moments, the ancient esophagus swallowed her into earth, and she slid down in cobweb company. The Girl