The old carousel sits quiet now, in darkness, the shining coats
of the wooden horses seem to breathe as wood creaks and the wind screams
through broken seams around the doors
and floor boards move beneath the weight of a carved and cantering ghostly herd,
a clock tower strikes the midnight hour,
suddenly the old carousel begins to move spinning slowly,
the painted horses run up and down, all of them gallop in place with up-flung heads and floating hooves,gilded manes and tails gracefully flung, glass eyes glitter like stars
and nostrils flare, gleaming red, as they circle round and round spinning faster....
the carousel music plays loud,
turning in gigantic circles, snarling horses rise up and down on ribboned poles, painted ponies,
eerily gleam, in a shaft of moonlight pouring in high arched windows, and silver spun cobwebs thick with dust motes....
settle on molded saddles creaking with age, the spinning carousel slows to settle in the dark to a gentle stop, once more resting eerily in a realm memories,
in silence the prancing horses poise in eternal motion
their magic transforms to still life carvings
more than a little frightening,
The reason why this haunted carousel still moves
a ghost/demon named Carousel.
That is part of the backstory of my character Carousel, who now looks like an innocent little bear having fun.
Maybe ill continue or do something with the story in the future.
The last 2 episodes of Carousel are online.