Fiona Thraille
speaker
363 appearances
3 recordings
1 series
first heard Aug 2026
last heard 3 Sep
Fiona Thraille’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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It became the pallid shade of death.
For he saw what could not be.
The lump was in full view.
It was, again, in the centre of the bed and in the shape of a human form.
Delbert did not have to look to know what was underneath the covers.
With a spasmodic, incongruent outburst of rage brought on by the absurd, abominable sight, Delbert grabbed a crutch that leaned against the wall from a broken ankle he had dealt with the previous year and fiercely cuddled the lump with mighty force in three good whacks.
It did not move, nor did it fight back.
The only thing he accomplished by the battering was to indent the shape so it no longer resembled a human form.
Once he gathered himself and brought his demeanour under control, he ripped the covers off the bed to find two white pillows.
He convinced himself that his outburst was childish, but he would no longer remain passive.
He stripped the entire bed of his new sheets, pillowcases and even the comforter.
He bagged them in giant black garbage bags and took them to the curb for trash collection, which coincidentally was scheduled for the following morning.
Afterward, all of the old bedding that he had retired was placed back on the bed, and he ordered a pizza for dinner.
He was more than determined to wind down and erase all neurasthenia from his mind, and although he wasn't much into sports, he was sure he could probably find a game of some sort to vegetate to.
He did this for the remainder of the evening and into the night.
And as morning came closer, Delbert saw that the time was 3am.
Disgusted with himself for gluing himself to the TV for so many wasted hours, he realised that he was tired and it was time for bed.
The game on TV had been interesting to watch, but he didn't know who had won.
He knew little about the rules of sports and he assumed the highest score won.
Before leaving his living room, he looked out of the casement window at the front of his house just to see if the black bags stuffed with his brand new bedding were still on the curb for pick-up.
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