Elizabeth Butler
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Elizabeth Butler has a masters in Creative Writing University .She has published anthology, Turning the Tide was a collaboration. She has published a short children's story and published a book of poetry through Bookleaf Publishing.
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The Secret Door
Standing tall above all the others, her beauty radiated like the shimmer of the sunlight. Slim as a pencil, with long spindly fingers, a garment made from the finest emerald velvet, covered her entire body, down to her ankles. The woman stood high, on golden heels of silk, towering like a heavenly goddess. Her four arms extended, cascading down the dress she wore, just hanging loose. The wings attached to her back were smooth to touch, little mountains that repeated the pattern. They fell just below her legs dragging on the cool floor. Her face was the most beautiful of all. A backward facing bird head, with beady eyes in the back of her skull, the colour of brown, grainy sugar. Her beak pointed at the end of her nose, golden and sharp like a knife. It was unclear if she could even smile, but she was the one I had loved. I could not love her enough, but the secret she kept, only kept her away from me.
By Elizabeth Butler3 years ago in Art
The Holding Tank
They were surrounded by unfamiliar waters. The seas were saltier and foggier, the smell of medicine and unnatural products filled Nixes nostrils. They knew something was wrong, they could sense it but couldn’t figure out what was happening. Nixes felt their body going around in circles. There didn’t seem to be a way out of the suffocating water. Every way they turned, met with dead ends.
By Elizabeth Butler3 years ago in Fiction
A World Apart
Sunny weather makes people want to spend time outdoors. When the public flock to the zoo, they want is to surround themselves with animals wandering around the plains of their enclosures. They don’t seem to be interested in being cooped up, looking at the animals more suited to warmer climates, such the reptiles and exotic birds.
By Elizabeth Butler3 years ago in Fiction
When Curiosity Drowns the Cat
“Never mess with things you don’t know how to work.” Elena sat on a tree stump, long legs dangling, waiting for the next cart to arrive. She had just finished buying supplies at the next village, across the lake from her home. Being a Spring morning, the sun had risen from the clouds and she wasn’t bothered about waiting. Her head tilted back slightly, soaking up the sun’s rays dancing upon her pale face. The grasses were tall and spiked, like natures ticklish blades. A bloom of daisies grew among them. The young, naive girl crouched, her petticoat dragging in the dirt. Leaning her face into the flowers she sniffed, aromas getting caught inside her nostrils. Breathing in, she sighed out again, a pleasant smile spreading across her lips. There, in the corner, she saw a twinkle in the ticklish grass, this object glimmered in the sunlight. With her spindly, long fingers she picked it up, taking a closer inspection.
By Elizabeth Butler3 years ago in Fiction
