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Charlotte was walking through her local park for her daily exercise. She noticed a path she had not taken before. Since her schedule was clear for the rest of the afternoon, she decided to explore it.

There was more of nature there - trees, bushes, wild grass, rocks, birds, squirrels - but less people. It was nice to walk without being bothered by-

“Oh hello there!”

Charlotte nearly jumped at the sound. She turned to the speaker. How was she that close to her but she didn’t notice them? “Uh, hi.”

”I haven’t seen you around here before! Are you newww to the forest?”

Charlotte stopped walking. This…woman? girl? Something was different about them. Their long wavy hair was dark…but not black. Was it a dark green? And their skin tone was off, but she couldn’t figure out what was wrong with it.

”Um, I…not really? I usually walk in the park but decided to take a new-“

”OOOHHH, THAT’S why I haven’t seen you before, I don’t go anywhere NEAR the park!” A too-wide grin crossed the feminine face. She clasped her hands together. “What is your name?”

”It’s - I’m Charlotte Little,” She stammered. She wanted to take off running. The weird thin woman was wearing a green dress that wasn’t fabric - it was grass and leaves with flower petals strewn through it. And was her skin pale green, too?

”MMMMM, that is SUCH a lovely name that I think I’ll take it. I hope you don’t mind that it’s MY name now.” She giggled and bounced on her bare feet.

”Your name? Listen, I don’t know what you’re getting at, but you have to have your own name.” She was a moment away from leaving this woman behind.

”Oh, of COURSE I have my own - along with PLENTY of others I’ve taken. But I’ll tell you what - I’ll give you your name back IF you can tell me what it is!”

She put her hands on her hips. “What in the- fine. My name is…wait. My name…it’s…my name…” Her eyes grew wide as she tried to rack her brain for what should have been an obvious answer.

“NOOOO, it’s NOT your name, it’s MY name!” A shrill cackle filled the air. “Thank you for telling a LITTLE ol’ Fae like me what it is, miss!” The Fae woman winked when she said Little - as close to a hint as she was going to give.

The woman formerly known as Charlotte Little was speechless. She couldn’t remember her own name. The woman in front of her claimed to be a Fae and took it from her. She was paralyzed, unable to process this sudden change in the rules of reality.

”Awww, no more guesses? That’s too bad! I guess you DON’T have a name after all!” The Fae looked down at her victim’s chest. “You DO have two WONDERFUL breasts, though! I think I’ll take those, too!”

The nameless woman took a step back and wrapped her arms over her chest. “NO! You can’t take more from me! That’s absurd! They’re mine!”

“Ohohohohoho, I can take whatever I WANT now that I have your name, foolish human!”

”Don’t take them! Take anything else!” She was panicking. She didn’t think about what implications her words had when dealing with Fae.

”Aaaaaaanything else? Eheheheheheheeee! You have a deal!” The Fae leaped impossibly fast at her. She closed her eyes and started to yell.

(Shit! I didn’t mean that! Don’t take anything! I take it back!)

She didn’t hear her words…or the cackling Fae. She tried to open her eyes to spot the vile trickster but her vision remained dark. Her hesitant hands made their way up her neck…

The Fae woman watched and laughed as “Charlotte” waved her hands in the air above her glowing neck stump. She ran her fingers through the hair of the dormant head that “Ms. Little” was so hopelessly searching for. “Hey, HEY! Your HEAD is riiiiiight over here!”

The beheaded woman was oblivious to the callouts. She clenched her hands into fists, then stumbled in near random directions with erratic hand swipes. (Come on, where did she go with it? You can’t just take my head! I need that! Where are you?!)

The nameful Fae toyed with the woman for a suspiciously long time. She danced in circles with the severed head as “Charlotte” shuffled blindly. She held the head just out of reach of the headless one’s hands and pulled it away, laughing and giggling. “Charlotte” tripped, then clumsily crawled around for any sign of her stolen head.

Eventually, the Fae woman looked the vacant head eye to eye. “Well, it’s been fun playing with you, but I’m bored now. Time to go home!” The Fae opened her satchel, dropped her head into it, clasped it shut, and disappeared into the trees.

(I have to be close! There’s no way she would just leave me like this, right? Come on, I can’t just stay headless forever!)

The nameless and headless woman got back to her feet. She took shaky steps ahead with her arms facing forward (when they weren’t waving around to keep her balance). She wanted to keep going in one direction, but was anxious her head would be close to where she was decapitated and wind up leaving it behind. She found her beheaded self walking in aimless circles, never quite committing to any path or direction, and let the hours roll onwards.

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Description
Charlotte was walking through her local park for her daily exercise. She noticed a path she had not taken before. Since her schedule was clear for the rest of the afternoon, she decided to explore it.

There was more of nature there - trees, bushes, wild grass, rocks, birds, squirrels - but less people. It was nice to walk without being bothered by-

“Oh hello there!”

Charlotte nearly jumped at the sound. She turned to the speaker. How was she that close to her but she didn’t notice them? “Uh, hi.”

”I haven’t seen you around here before! Are you newww to the forest?”

Charlotte stopped walking. This…woman? girl? Something was different about them. Their long wavy hair was dark…but not black. Was it a dark green? And their skin tone was off, but she couldn’t figure out what was wrong with it.

”Um, I…not really? I usually walk in the park but decided to take a new-“

”OOOHHH, THAT’S why I haven’t seen you before, I don’t go anywhere NEAR the park!” A too-wide grin crossed the feminine face. She clasped her hands together. “What is your name?”

”It’s - I’m Charlotte Little,” She stammered. She wanted to take off running. The weird thin woman was wearing a green dress that wasn’t fabric - it was grass and leaves with flower petals strewn through it. And was her skin pale green, too?

”MMMMM, that is SUCH a lovely name that I think I’ll take it. I hope you don’t mind that it’s MY name now.” She giggled and bounced on her bare feet.

”Your name? Listen, I don’t know what you’re getting at, but you have to have your own name.” She was a moment away from leaving this woman behind.

”Oh, of COURSE I have my own - along with PLENTY of others I’ve taken. But I’ll tell you what - I’ll give you your name back IF you can tell me what it is!”

She put her hands on her hips. “What in the- fine. My name is…wait. My name…it’s…my name…” Her eyes grew wide as she tried to rack her brain for what should have been an obvious answer.

“NOOOO, it’s NOT your name, it’s MY name!” A shrill cackle filled the air. “Thank you for telling a LITTLE ol’ Fae like me what it is, miss!” The Fae woman winked when she said Little - as close to a hint as she was going to give.

The woman formerly known as Charlotte Little was speechless. She couldn’t remember her own name. The woman in front of her claimed to be a Fae and took it from her. She was paralyzed, unable to process this sudden change in the rules of reality.

”Awww, no more guesses? That’s too bad! I guess you DON’T have a name after all!” The Fae looked down at her victim’s chest. “You DO have two WONDERFUL breasts, though! I think I’ll take those, too!”

The nameless woman took a step back and wrapped her arms over her chest. “NO! You can’t take more from me! That’s absurd! They’re mine!”

“Ohohohohoho, I can take whatever I WANT now that I have your name, foolish human!”

”Don’t take them! Take anything else!” She was panicking. She didn’t think about what implications her words had when dealing with Fae.

”Aaaaaaanything else? Eheheheheheheeee! You have a deal!” The Fae leaped impossibly fast at her. She closed her eyes and started to yell.

(Shit! I didn’t mean that! Don’t take anything! I take it back!)

She didn’t hear her words…or the cackling Fae. She tried to open her eyes to spot the vile trickster but her vision remained dark. Her hesitant hands made their way up her neck…

The Fae woman watched and laughed as “Charlotte” waved her hands in the air above her glowing neck stump. She ran her fingers through the hair of the dormant head that “Ms. Little” was so hopelessly searching for. “Hey, HEY! Your HEAD is riiiiiight over here!”

The beheaded woman was oblivious to the callouts. She clenched her hands into fists, then stumbled in near random directions with erratic hand swipes. (Come on, where did she go with it? You can’t just take my head! I need that! Where are you?!)

The nameful Fae toyed with the woman for a suspiciously long time. She danced in circles with the severed head as “Charlotte” shuffled blindly. She held the head just out of reach of the headless one’s hands and pulled it away, laughing and giggling. “Charlotte” tripped, then clumsily crawled around for any sign of her stolen head.

Eventually, the Fae woman looked the vacant head eye to eye. “Well, it’s been fun playing with you, but I’m bored now. Time to go home!” The Fae opened her satchel, dropped her head into it, clasped it shut, and disappeared into the trees.

(I have to be close! There’s no way she would just leave me like this, right? Come on, I can’t just stay headless forever!)

The nameless and headless woman got back to her feet. She took shaky steps ahead with her arms facing forward (when they weren’t waving around to keep her balance). She wanted to keep going in one direction, but was anxious her head would be close to where she was decapitated and wind up leaving it behind. She found her beheaded self walking in aimless circles, never quite committing to any path or direction, and let the hours roll onwards.

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Thank you for consistently supporting my Patreon for $3 a month - it helps me out a lot! Patreon.com/LackingCPU