Whilhelm (Willie for short) had dreamed about riding a bicycle since before he had ears, fantasizing about the feeling of the wind ruffling his red fur as he flew down hills, the bike's bell ringing out a cheery tune.
One day, he came across a beautiful bike just sitting on the street as if it was waiting for him to happen upon it. Excitedly, he hopped up on the seat, but soon realized the fatal flaw in his long-desired plan...
...Willie had no way of touching, let alone reaching the handlebars.
It was a tragic blow to poor Willie, his dreams dashed upon the street as he clinked away from the beautiful bike and back to the freak show from whence he came, where he spent the rest of his jarred existence being ogled by the curious.
THE END
{This sad little merfox - who is thisclose to being finished - was made from wire, masking tape, fake fur, acrylic paint, paper and watercolour. He'll be starring as one of the main curiosities at the Farther's Freaks exhibit.}
1 comment:
I love the little merfox!
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