Scholars of predatory candy fauna have yet to catalog or capture a beast that abducts and drains children, leaving their exsanguinated remains to be discovered in a glittering foil-like sack, along with a pink, dry tab of chewing rubber. But they have named it: Brat Sucker Joe.
Codex - Childhood Miscellany
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Have you seen the Muffin Man?
He hops on one foot across the land
Oh, have you seen the Muffin Man?
He’s in no rush but has a plan
Yes, I have seen the Muffin Man
With bulbous head of nuts and bran
He has no eyes, no arms or hands
But always knows right where you stand
So if you see the Muffin Man,
Hurry, child, hurry
Run as fast as you can
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The witch’s hut is decorated with gingerbread and chocolate drops, all even more inviting for the strange, rust-like aroma that wafts about them. This is something different, it tells you, this is something more real than honeydrops and licorice - this will make you strong and fierce. And it is true. It will make you strong and fierce, and also beholden to the witch who bakes her own blood into those candies. Once you’ve eaten from the witch’s hut, you won’t want anything else.
Mathilda Wake has created the greatest lollipop in all the land! Don’t believe those who say things like ‘It’s structurally unsound’ or ‘it may fall at any moment and crush us all’! They are spoilsports and brats! Come on, help us slather another layer on the lollipop and watch it grow greater still! Whee!
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In the depths of the confection forests lies the golden caramel hind, blessed by the Cavity King to drive all who see it to the deepest obsessions. To sup upon its syrupy flesh ceases hunger forever but locks the mouth of any diners in vile rictus unless they offer their eternal servitude to the rotten-toothed monarch.
In the distance looms a clock tower of glimmering crystal candy encapsulating hundreds of hunger spirits in the gears. When it chimes at the nadir of darkness all know it is time for the Midnight Feast, a debauched saturnalia of fermented sodas and laced cupcakes that draws in all who hear the saccharine sounds.
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If you take a stroll through the bejeweled upper canopy of Jellybean Jaunt, take care to stay on the raised foot bridges between jellybean trees - waiting below you are the writhing masses of rejected jellybeans, partially chewed and spat out by picky children. They remember the insult as they consume one another, growing larger each day, waiting to snatch and chew unwary children before spitting them out for the greater jellybean mass to taste. How will they judge YOUR flavor?
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Have a Seven-Layer Cake!
The first one layer brings joy
the second holds a toy
the third is finest lace
with the fourth, you must say grace
the fifth brings forth a merry tear
the sixth is cold and holds a fear
that nothing pure may now survive
The seventh layer takes your life.
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The Candy Wife smile and grins, offering rewards to those who play her games of chance.
Foolish children seek to win treats, sweets, and their heart’s desire if they are willing to bid high enough.
Wise children live to see another day.
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Polycarp’s Nebula Moth is a stunning creature, its deep blue wings dotted with iridescent gold. Its larvae are liver-eating parasites that prefer large mammalian hosts. Its eggs are tiny, but enclosed in cases that perfectly mimic malted milk balls. Victims often report that the egg cases were sweeter and richer than they expected, but otherwise indistinguishable from the candy.
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Thanks, everyone! This thread is now closed. There are a lot of terrific entries!
@Deckard, how would you like to be credited?
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My proper name, Michael Inkmann is good. Thanks!
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I was not sure what kind of group this would be when I created my username. Seems like an OK place to share my real name
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Safety online is always a good thing to have in mind, so no worries!
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