The Music Box

The tinkly music was hypnotic, the ballerina pirouetting sedately and gracefully in front of a segmented mirrored lid.
No matter how much you wound the key, the only time the tempo of the music changed was when it was winding down and the dancer slowed accordingly before coming to a gentle stop. The lid would then silently close.
Music boxes were magic. The little figurine always so perfect and delicate.
He hated them.
Things of beauty and wonder, he wanted to destroy them all, make them as ugly as he felt.
Smashing them wasn’t enough, but he had a plan, one no-one was prepared for.

Now, years later, there was something about a music box that always made me think of that day. He was found naked and speared on a makeshift stage in front of a crazed mirror. The blood spatter was his own as he was spun round and round, the music continuing to play, his death dance hypnotic in his madness.

Written for Fandangos’ Story Starter 9th November
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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.

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