Read Online The Grimm Diaries Prequels Volume 11- 14: Children of Hamlin, Jar of Hearts, Tooth & Nail & Fairy Tale, Ember in the Wind, Welcome to Sorrow, and Happy Valentine's Slay. by Cameron Jace - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Cameron Jace
Ads: Link
the Juniper trees to listen attentively to the lovely music he played.
It wasn’t just the children who were curious, but also the rats, that started to squeak loudly to his tune.
The walls of the houses and the pipes started to rattle, and then a slow drone came upon Hamlin. It sounded as if a volcano was about to erupt and blow everything they had worked hard for. It was actually the thousands of rats following the piper across the streets.
The rats skittered out of the holes, coating the ground with the color of black, like a huge spiky carpet all over the ground. The earth shook as the Piper played faster. The melodies saturated the air that some swore they saw its wave with their own eyes. The melody was even better than the stories they’d been telling each other, for what they saw was one of the most unbelievable stories ever told—and it was a real one.
The founders resented the tune the Piper played but couldn’t complain, watching the rats flee away as if it was judgment day. The children were hypnotized by the tune as if they were being drugged into hallucinations of mirth and joy.
Step by step, note by note, breath after breath, the Piper led the rats across the streets of Hamlin, all the way up the hill and then down the other side until they reached the river Weser where he drowned them—possibly after infecting the German waters for years. Who knows, maybe Hitler drank from that river and it messed up his mind.
The Devil’s Music worked like a charm and the rats fled Hamlin forever, but what should have been the ending of all fears was only the beginning of so many tears.
The Piper came back to Hamlin to collect his pay, and instead of being welcomed and thought of as a hero, he was frowned at and humiliated.
It turned out the founders of Hamlin decided they couldn’t pay him because after the town had been cured, they discovered that they had committed a sin by allowing the Devil’s Voice to be heard in Hamlin.
“What are you talking about?” the Piper said angrily. “I saved your lives from a terrible disease, and you vowed on keeping your promise and to pay the piper .”
“That was then, and this is now,” the founders said bluntly. “It’s a dire situation when the only thing that lulled the demons out of Hamlin was another demon. You didn’t save us. It was the Lord who did, because we are good people. Even if you did save us, there are undesired consequences that we’ll have to deal with for years.”
“Consequences?” the Piper scratched his head, trying his best to sound as cheerful as he was before. “Like not having rats anymore, like living a healthy and prosperous life? What consequences?”
“Our children have been possessed with your Devil’s Music and they keep humming the tune day and night. It’s like the devil is cursing us wherever we go.”
Boy, I wish I really was there. I would have had the laugh of my life. What was I doing in 1284 again?
“You don’t understand,” the Piper said. “If there was one sin you think you’ve committed, then it’s that you haven’t paid the Piper.”
The Piper left. He might have been empty handed with no money in his pockets, but his heart was filled with blackness and hatred for Hamlin. As he walked away, one of the founders dared to accuse him of having brought the rats into Hamlin himself, and that it was a trick he did, traveling from town to town so he could offer his services and get them to pay him.
The Piper was shattered. He had been fooled by people who claimed that they honored God. He wondered why they did that to him. Was it possible that his jester dress had fool written all over it? Was is it possible that his cheerful ways and the way he dressed belittled him, and made people take advantage of him?
The only ones who cared for the Piper were the children. They had their noses plastered behind the windows and tears rolling down their eyes.
The children waved goodbye to the Piper, but he didn’t
It wasn’t just the children who were curious, but also the rats, that started to squeak loudly to his tune.
The walls of the houses and the pipes started to rattle, and then a slow drone came upon Hamlin. It sounded as if a volcano was about to erupt and blow everything they had worked hard for. It was actually the thousands of rats following the piper across the streets.
The rats skittered out of the holes, coating the ground with the color of black, like a huge spiky carpet all over the ground. The earth shook as the Piper played faster. The melodies saturated the air that some swore they saw its wave with their own eyes. The melody was even better than the stories they’d been telling each other, for what they saw was one of the most unbelievable stories ever told—and it was a real one.
The founders resented the tune the Piper played but couldn’t complain, watching the rats flee away as if it was judgment day. The children were hypnotized by the tune as if they were being drugged into hallucinations of mirth and joy.
Step by step, note by note, breath after breath, the Piper led the rats across the streets of Hamlin, all the way up the hill and then down the other side until they reached the river Weser where he drowned them—possibly after infecting the German waters for years. Who knows, maybe Hitler drank from that river and it messed up his mind.
The Devil’s Music worked like a charm and the rats fled Hamlin forever, but what should have been the ending of all fears was only the beginning of so many tears.
The Piper came back to Hamlin to collect his pay, and instead of being welcomed and thought of as a hero, he was frowned at and humiliated.
It turned out the founders of Hamlin decided they couldn’t pay him because after the town had been cured, they discovered that they had committed a sin by allowing the Devil’s Voice to be heard in Hamlin.
“What are you talking about?” the Piper said angrily. “I saved your lives from a terrible disease, and you vowed on keeping your promise and to pay the piper .”
“That was then, and this is now,” the founders said bluntly. “It’s a dire situation when the only thing that lulled the demons out of Hamlin was another demon. You didn’t save us. It was the Lord who did, because we are good people. Even if you did save us, there are undesired consequences that we’ll have to deal with for years.”
“Consequences?” the Piper scratched his head, trying his best to sound as cheerful as he was before. “Like not having rats anymore, like living a healthy and prosperous life? What consequences?”
“Our children have been possessed with your Devil’s Music and they keep humming the tune day and night. It’s like the devil is cursing us wherever we go.”
Boy, I wish I really was there. I would have had the laugh of my life. What was I doing in 1284 again?
“You don’t understand,” the Piper said. “If there was one sin you think you’ve committed, then it’s that you haven’t paid the Piper.”
The Piper left. He might have been empty handed with no money in his pockets, but his heart was filled with blackness and hatred for Hamlin. As he walked away, one of the founders dared to accuse him of having brought the rats into Hamlin himself, and that it was a trick he did, traveling from town to town so he could offer his services and get them to pay him.
The Piper was shattered. He had been fooled by people who claimed that they honored God. He wondered why they did that to him. Was it possible that his jester dress had fool written all over it? Was is it possible that his cheerful ways and the way he dressed belittled him, and made people take advantage of him?
The only ones who cared for the Piper were the children. They had their noses plastered behind the windows and tears rolling down their eyes.
The children waved goodbye to the Piper, but he didn’t
Similar Books
