Grandma's Melodies
Sated Monster
You hold the jar of grandma's sweet, sticky jam in your hands. Your heart thumps against your rib cage like a rabbit, a drum, a song, fast and imperfect. The moon devouring monster is right in front of you, it’s larger than anything you've ever seen, its eyes are large like the dark void of the night, its mouth an unspeakable abyss. The moon light sparkles on your face and in the corner of its hungry mouth. 'Here goes nothing' you think as you open the jam jar.
As the monster engulfs the jam, its gigantic sinister eyes shift from silver hunger to a mellow pink joy. The threatening gaping mouth ceases eating the shimmering plates of the moon halves, settling with puny spheres of jam instead and instantaneously, it doesn’t seem so scary and insatiable anymore. A warmth radiates from it, pure and sweet like the jam, overtaking the chill of your frightened heartbeat. It offers you a tender pat, its touch gentle as summer breeze and suddenly, poof! The huge creature disappears! Out of nowhere, it’s just gone, leaving behind only the luminescent glow of a full moon. Smiling, you clutch the jam jar closer. Grandma's jam really does work wonders.