The Pear Tree

Sauntering aimlessly through a halcyon plenteous garden was Lark and her newly

Lark sauntered aimlessly around through a halcyon, barren garden in hush cogitation with her roommate friend Esme.

“So, do you like gardening?” Lark asked, effortfully making conversation.

“At times it’s wonderfully lown.” Answered Esme.

“Look, Lark you don’t have to try to stoutly try to make up colloquy. It’s clear that you are into rock bands and I am into gardening and history." She continued.

“Well... I’m sort of kind of into history. Lark retorted.

“Really...” Esme replied intrigued.

“Yeah, it’s my major.” Stated Lark.

Lark lost her train of thought to continue. Wandering around the sullen garden on a blooming afternoon was an unclad woman and man wandered around the cimmerian Garden. Lark gazed at them in wide-eyed portent, quiddity. In curiosity Lark poky came up to them; her perennial muteness kept them humming in caring for the plants and trees around them.

“Um... hey guys. What’s up? Lark catechized.

For a long moment, Adam and Eve gaped at Lark in gauche silence. Esme followed after Lark hastily, offering them a warm, friendly grin. Extending her hand to the both of them, Eve returned the smile to Esme and Lark. They shook her hand as they exchanged hinky glances.

After their curt greeting with Eve and Adam, Lark pulled Esme aside urgently; they turned back to see if they were watching.

“We are in the beginning of time. We need to get them out of here immediately.” Lark told.

“How did we get here? I still can’t fathom how this is heartily possible.” Esme pondered.

“Me either. I just can’t stop thinking about what my cousin Tulip told me on the first day of school right l before the mayflower. It’s as if she knew that I’d be getting ready to face the biggest challenge of my entire life. But how?” Lark explained.

“Do you think she might, perhaps be sidekick? Wondered Esme.

“She sounded like she was.” Lark replied.

Within five minutes they returned to them, grappled their arms, and hurtled to find the nearest exit out. Lark, who bravely led the way, tripped and fell over a long thick vine. A noxious, chortling serpent slid past them with an obscene smirk on his face. Lark peered at him with plumb repugnance while feeling her stomach become nauseant by the minute.

“It’s the devilish serpent.” whispered Esme.

Lark looked behind in her, shocked.

“Esme, where’s Adam and Eve? Their gone.” Lark proclaimed.

“What, they were just here!” Esme bayed.

“I know that devil serpent had something to do with it. We need to find them quick." Esme aforesaid.

before they...” Lark trailed.

“Yeah.” Esme said in a low tone.

Tied to the tree of good and evil stood Adam and Eve struggling to break free. The serpent cruised around guarding the tree with a perennial abhorrent snicker.

“Their right over there, evil laughs aren’t hard to spot like his.” Lark claimed.

“He tied them to a tree. This isn’t what happened in the bible. does he see us as a threat? Esme feared.

“So what if he does, he’s not going to get past me and destroy the fate of humankind if I can help it.” Blared Lark.

She tiptoed behind him carrying a hulking size steak knife; rage brimmed her being pushing her to bonk.

“Where did you find that?” questioned Esme.

Before Lark could smite, the serpent threw his tail outwards to catch the knife; then hooking her with the rest of his squamous, arid body. Esme eyes were glued to the action.

“Lark!” holloed Esme.

Suddenly, Lark blacked out as she was held by the serpent; she awoke with a guileful smile that spread across her face.

“No! Release her you plethoric demon!” Esme cried louder.

The devils spirit had officially possessed Lark. Her spirit pervaded the garden, but failed to reach Esme, Adam and Eve. Realizing the imminent danger, Esme swiftly untied them and they rushed to leave.

“You two follow me, now.” Instructed Esme.

For her reassurance, she pulled them alongside of her on her way on her final strive to escape. Just thereafter the sky shifted to pitch, arrant, murk; all became opaque and the sound of Lark’s voice switched to a stentorian echo from upward above. A flashing light shone in front of Esme that seemed analogous to the pennon of heaven; when she jumped in, she only had Eve by her side.

“Adam!” Esme.

“Hold on Eve, we need to wait for Adam.” she said.

Adam’s hand poked through the light; he took Eve and Esme’s hand.

“We need you to help us make the right decision, I don’t want to be the reason for humanity’s demise.” Adam spoke.

Esme smiled at Adam warmly.

“And I don’t want to be the one person that is known for ruining it for everyone else.” Confessed Eve.

“I know, and that’s why we’re here. We also need Lark and to make sure she doesn’t mar humanity either.” Foresaid Esme.

They step into a mildly bustling city of Jerusalem. Esme looked from the people passing by to Adam and Eve waiting beside her with a dithered expression. Elegiac clouds began to deluge; the desolation followed them. Each of them gawped uphill only perceiving impending expiry. Racing by the them in the middle of the city, Lark vanished off into the distance.

“Come on guys, we have to stop her wherever she’s headed.” Esme forenamed.

When Esme, Adam and Eve caught up to Lark they drooped to the ground knackered; however, Esme didn’t cease to keep her eyes locked on Lark.

“Lark I need to know if you’re still you.” demanded Esme.

Lark faced a brusk, luculent pear tree next to two tall apple trees; as she picked a pear, appetency heaped her eyes and she ate of it.

“That looks nothing like the tree of good and evil.” Eve remembered.

“Then what’s supposed to happen now?” Esme contemplated.