Book 1 Bitter Harvest

Chapter 1 Bitter Harvest

To the one who stole my CD Collection :
" Up until now, I've been polite. If you scratch anything - even one - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds it's destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this fear engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of nothing will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the World." -Tycho

24 hours Brooklyn

That will be $14.75 .As the cash register clanged open with a satisfied thud Setsuko closed her eyes and breathed in..deeply, clutching the last CD to her chest like a mother holding a new born infant, the last one. Oh yes there would be other CDs to add in the future but indeed she had set out what she had meant to do and by god it was done.

The Last One....

It had taken 3 years, 156 weeks, 1092 days, 26208 hours, nay 1,572,480 minutes... to get to this day. 1,500 tables waited upon.300 extra chores for extra allowance..

Uhhh Miss??? Setsuko looked up through the rivers running down her face. The clerk gave an embarrassed cough. Your getting the counter all wet and there are 6 people waiting to be served.

Setsuko pulled herself together and walked out of FatBoys Music Emporium still holding the CD out in front of her as it shined as a thousand splendid stars. (To her of course).The last vintage album at last found in a dive on the south side of Brooklyn. She was still contemplating killing herself to end this perfect moment when she could no longer breath finding herself in the fung fu grip like hug of her best friend Mitsuru who was still dressed in her school uniform.

She sucked air. MITSURU-CHAN!!! I feel a rib cracking..Mitsuru pouted in her endearing way and put on the most babyish voice a 14yr old girl could muster "but Setsuko saaaaan its a beautiful day and I found you actually OUTSIDE for once without your headphones on..wait are you holding a CD?" The hug quickly turned into a keep away unfortunately Setsuko was only 4'9.

OMG Setsu-san! It is another CD! Setsuko snatched it back with lightning fast reflexes and a toothy grin. CORRECTION..THE LAST CD.Pink Floyd's THE WALL!

Mitsuru stared into space as if pondering the cosmos..Music Library Completed.
Setsuko pulled her sweatshirt down adjusting herself after being so manhandled.

Thats right I now own 6,000 CDS.

Mitsurus legs buckled beneath her but Setsuko was having non of her foolishness today and walked off with Mitsuru yelling behind.

I only have 10!!!So far to far to goo.

meanwhile on the edges of the milkyway...

ARE WE THERE YET Tankerbell!!!!?? Princess Kimi was midegt-esk at best netherless she tirelessly paced the deck of her Ball shaped Starship. Tripping over her over flowing robes she finally settled into her great throne (after climbing up several steps).She smiled hungrily rubbing her hands together. Which barely were visible out side of her kimono sleeves which normally dragged behind her. "Tankerbell CAN YOU HEAR ME!!!???" she shouted into a small microphone that echoed through the starship and down to the control room.

UHHhhhh..uuhhh yes Miss.Kimi sama ma’am. Tankerbell was quite flustered by now he had worked 32 straight hours with no lunch breaks and he was trying to figure out how in the world to navigate through the next asteroid belt. The control room was dark with only the faint green and blue neon glows of buttons and maps. After 32 hours without food or sleep he was beggining to be able to hear other peoples thoughts and sing time but in space there are no labor laws and so he worked on.

We should be there in 10 hours. He hovered out of the control room and up onto the deck.Kimis eyes gleamed greedily good you've earned a cookie. Soon I will be listening to the song of the Cosmos.