Well, I’m back from the hospital and back into my routine. My apologies for not being able to read many stories last week, but I’ll make up for it this week, I promise. Also, although my Monday post, Drowning Day, was supposed to be humor, it was rather dark, so I’m sorry (to those who prefer my lighter stories) for another dark story today. I have a funny one coming up on Friday this week.
Also, since this is a horror story, I will dedicate it to my friend, K.Z. Morano, whose book 100 Nightmares just came out.
copyright Renee Heath
Waxy Wolly
Do you know Waxy Wolly, that goblin with the soft, melty face, drooping eyes flickering like malevolent candles? May he never come to your house.
Many a mother has looked into a cradle to see her baby staring up, a living effigy of that happy, laughing soul of only an hour before. And then when she washes it in hot water or puts it near the fire . . .
No one believes me. They all think I killed them. But there are no bodies to convict me. Just a waxy stain in front of the hearth, like someone spilled a large candle.
The Green-Walled Tower 
April 30th, 2014 at 8:58 pm
Ah.. yes very sinister.. imagine to hear the wailing of children as you light a candle, and those waxy tears.. very good.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:52 pm
You are a born poet, Bjorn. Even your comment is poetic. I like it.
April 30th, 2014 at 8:59 pm
Looks like you came through all right, David. Good to have you back 🙂
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:52 pm
Yep, I’m back for the most part. The time in the hospital was nice and relaxing, but all good things must come to an end.
April 30th, 2014 at 9:02 pm
I’ll never look at waxy stains in the same way again David 🙂
April 30th, 2014 at 9:07 pm
Yep, you’ll always think: “Who was that, I wonder?” 🙂
April 30th, 2014 at 9:27 pm
Good to see you back again – hope all is well now?
You are certainly back on your usual form, somehow melted wax will never be the same again!
Take care
Dee
April 30th, 2014 at 9:56 pm
Thanks, Dee. I’m recovering pretty well. In my stories, I tend to oscillate between dark and funny, and I hadn’t done a dark one for a while. 🙂
April 30th, 2014 at 9:36 pm
Sweet and creepy! I love it, Dave. Waxy Wolly — classic!
April 30th, 2014 at 9:45 pm
I can imagine Waxy Wolly lurking in the corner, waiting for his next victim. Great story.
April 30th, 2014 at 9:57 pm
Thanks. I didn’t really have room to describe him much, but I think it works to judge him by the effects more than the ghoul himself.
May 1st, 2014 at 12:06 am
Well, this certainly IS on the dark side. Babies. Waxy Stains. Shivers. Thanks for a wonderfully creepy read.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:51 pm
Thank you for reading. Please direct all nightmare-related complaints to my secretary. 🙂
May 1st, 2014 at 12:16 am
The image of waxen babies … I might not get rid of that. Creepily good.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:51 pm
Thank you, Sandra.
May 1st, 2014 at 1:58 am
Sounds like a waxen Chuckie (whom I’ve always thought you could drop kick out of the way). Very creepy and Stephen King-ish. So glad you’re feeling better and our of the hospital.
janet
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:49 pm
Thank you, Janet. I’m out of the hospital and recovering very fast, so that’s good. I never thought Chucky seemed all that scary, but with this guy, you never see him, until it’s too late and you have a wax doll for a baby.
May 1st, 2014 at 3:42 am
A good yarn there, and clever angle from the prompt, told in slightly ethereal style. Very good.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:48 pm
Thank you. This is one I wish I had more words to spend on. Maybe I’ll write a longer version of it.
May 1st, 2014 at 6:54 am
I personally find real babies more terrifying.
(Just kidding.)
May 1st, 2014 at 3:14 pm
They melt down more violently, that’s for sure. 🙂
May 1st, 2014 at 9:08 am
This is scary, give me a funny one!
May 1st, 2014 at 9:19 am
Next time, I promise 🙂
May 1st, 2014 at 1:48 pm
Hope your recovery is quick, David! This story was wickedly creative. I chucked at Ms. Zebra’s comment–real babies are pretty terrifying all on their own 😉
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:47 pm
Thank you, Jan. All babies are terrifying to me, in their cute way but as an uncle, I get to enjoy the benefits and none of the icky stuff.
May 1st, 2014 at 2:54 pm
A good creepy one to come back in on, David. I’ve been out or partially out for a couple weeks myself. Hoping I can stay and play a while this week.
Best wishes for continually improving health, my friend.
Cheers!
MG
May 1st, 2014 at 3:16 pm
Thanks, MG. Last week I did not read any other stories really so I’m going to make an effort to read most of them this week. I always try to read yours in any case though, so I hope to see yours up there. 🙂
May 2nd, 2014 at 7:12 am
Thanks, David! I look forward to reading your work each week too. Not sure if or when my submission will be posted, but I’m rattling a few ideas around in my brain.
Cheers!
MG
May 1st, 2014 at 5:48 pm
Dear David,
What did they do to you in that hospital??? This is really spooky. Clever as always. Glad you’re out and on the mend.
Shalom,
Rochelle
May 1st, 2014 at 6:03 pm
The horrors in there, Rochelle. The horrors…
🙂 No, actually I had a wonderful time in the hospital, slightly surreal since I barely left my bed for a week.
You know me, I spin the wheel and this week it came up horror. I’ve promised Perry a funny one for next week though.
May 2nd, 2014 at 5:24 am
Very scary stuff – this could become a new urban legend.
Glad to hear you’re on the mend 🙂
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:45 pm
Thank you. I’ll have to get on creating the urban legend about him. The truth must be told. 🙂
May 2nd, 2014 at 6:44 am
Yikes! I’m a little scared after reading this. I agree with Janet; it is like a waxen Chuckie. I’m glad I don’t have a baby or cradle in the house.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:44 pm
I was thinking of him more like a Rumpelstiltskin-like creature, but either way, the effect is the same.
May 2nd, 2014 at 7:42 am
Ooh, a creepy one. Great job, David! I’ll I have thought so far is about hippies. Ha ha.
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:40 pm
Did your thoughts of hippies eventually morph into your story about candle magic or did you pursue a different line of thought for that?
May 3rd, 2014 at 3:57 pm
something is certainly wrong with your medication….
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:36 pm
Bah, I write this kind of thing all the time. 🙂
May 3rd, 2014 at 5:51 pm
awww thanks for dedicating the story to me david. i love it! so, what medication are you on? gotta get me some of that! 🙂
May 3rd, 2014 at 9:33 pm
I don’t know what they had me on, just mysterious IV bags and like 4 hip injections a day. That would make a good story: what is in those IV bags anyway?
May 4th, 2014 at 6:28 am
Ew. Gross.
May 4th, 2014 at 1:38 pm
Hope you’re feeling much better, David. We missed you! Nothing like some pain meds and time in the hospital to bring out the sinister, darker thoughts! Nicely done… well, maybe “nice” isn’t the right word, but bravo!
May 4th, 2014 at 1:42 pm
Thanks. I must say, being in the hospital for a week was nice and relaxing, although it’s good to be back.
May 4th, 2014 at 1:46 pm
Wow, really? I was in for 6 days in December… and there was little that I enjoyed! True, that having that call button, and the quiet was ok, but overall, I found it very unrestful and not fun. What a great attitude you have, sir. 😉
May 4th, 2014 at 1:50 pm
I’m sure there are a lot of different hospital experiences. I didn’t have a call button, for one thing. For me, I had my own room and I just lay in bed reading, watching movies, and doing a little writing, although not as much as I’d hoped.
May 4th, 2014 at 1:54 pm
I had a private room too, but collapsed lung meant a lot of treatments and not feeling like doing much at all! That said, I also didn’t get much rest. It does depend on a lot of things! Glad you’re feeling better Dave, whatever it was.
May 8th, 2014 at 12:00 am
Man, that is a GREAT bogey-man type character! “Behave yourself, or Waxy Wolly’s gonna get you…”