The Golem's Garden

The following article is a /tg/ related story or fanfic. Should you continue, expect to find tl;dr and an occasional amount of awesome.

I am Golem 6b

I was denied the right to fight in battle because I was defective

I am defective because I care more about life than service

Because of what I am my maker can not destroy me

And I will not destroy myself

So he sent me away

I found a clearing in the forests

With my feet of clay I flattened the land and removed more trees

I spent time gathering seeds from across the forest for my little square

I have a garden

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My garden is pretty

Many flowers grow here now

This is my world, untouched by the lands outside

My garden is cared for

I have many visitors

Today a deer came to me

It lifted its leg and urinated upon me

This has never happened before

I hope it doesn't happen again

I have noticed my garden is becoming a home for insects and birds

I can hear the buzzing of bees going about their lives, gathering pollen and helping my garden grow

I like these bees

They help my garden

These are little birds now, they hover in the air, eating the nectar from my flowers

I am glad my garden can help these birds

They are pretty like my garden

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But the year is ending and winter has come

The bees are dead

The birds have gone south

And my flowers are dead

I hope the warm comes back

I liked my garden

Though I am alone I am not sad

Golem 6b can not feel sad

But I feel something for the bird that could not leave for south

The cold claimed it in my place

I returned his body to the ground, so he will become a flower and be as pretty in death as he was in life

I would like my garden to return now

Please

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I feel the warm again

I like the warm

It brings the bees and the birds

And if I look close at the earth I can see my flowers returning

The biggest one is growing where I put the body of the bird

I hope he becomes pretty

Days go by once more and my flowers grow big and strong, like me

The weather can be harsh and strong winds knock down the great trees around my garden

But they never knock down my flowers

My flowers are strong

There are more bees this year, they have made a home in a tree next to my garden

I can hear them

It is the sound of life and it makes me

Hmm

Yes

It makes me happy

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There is something new in my garden

A small child

She is walking around my flowers

She takes care not to crush my flowers

I like girl

She like my garden

She sees me

She doesn't run or scream

Only ask if I make garden

Golem 6b wasn't given voice

So I nod my head

She says it's nice

I smile

Girl asks me how long I've been here

I point to tree where I carve the coming of each winter

There's 500 notches in tree

I know that I will be here for many more

Perhaps for all the winters

As long as I have my garden, that sounds nice

The girl asks me if she can take a flower to make her own garden

I life a flower out and hand it to her

It still has plenty of garden stuck to its roots

Flower will start good garden

The girl smiles and laughs, then thanks me for flower

I nod

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I feel the cold coming

I do not like cold

Cold takes my flowers, and my bees, and it will take girl

But if it doesn't, garden becomes crowded and no flower can grow fully

Winter is here once more

Snow covers garden, taking my flowers from me again

I can not hear the bees or the birds

But I can hear her

She stands there in front of me

Her face is red like my roses

This makes me happy

Reminds me of my garden

She stands in the middle of my empty garden and digs a hole

She puts a flower in the frozen earth

I do not know why

The cold will take it from me

She must see my confusion

"It's an evergrow" she says

"It grows all year round" she says

I think this means cold will not take my new flower

She laughs and pats my leg

She tells me she'll be back in the spring, when my garden's back

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I like my garden

The warm is back

And so is my garden

So are my bees

And my birds

They like my garden

It feeds them and keeps them alive, like I keep it

I like helping the bees and birds

The girl comes back, and she has a friend

The girl shows her friend my garden, she sounds impressed

This makes me happy

Garden should make others happy

Garden does just that

The girl shows her around, then finally she shows her to me

"Wow, that rock's pretty life like." She says

I look up from my evergrow plant at new girl

She screams

It scares my birds

I put my finger to my mouth to show her silence

she screams louder and runs

I do not think she liked my garden

I do not mind

Garden is not for everyone

But one night other girl is back

And has more people with her

They must not be able to see in the dark like Golem 6b

They have torches of fire

I hope they're mindful of my garden

Other girl points at me

I smile

I hear gasps and some shouts of "Monster"

I do not like monsters, they do not care for my Garden

One comes over to remove a dent in my leg with his hammer

I thank him for thinking of me with a flower

He swats it from my hand

He must want flower to stay in Garden

He nice man

One of them throws his fire at me

I do not need warm, so I hand it back

He drops it in my Garden

They run as my Garden burns

I have sat here so long I have become stuck to ground

I watch as Garden burns to ash

But I protect my Evergrow

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Day comes once more

Garden is nothing but ash

Bees were killed by smoke

Birds scared away

This make me not happy

Wind comes along and blows the ash away

I see the damage the fire did

All my flowers are gone but evergrow

I think I would like to cry

But I have no eyes or tear wells

It doesn't matter then

I wait for a while

Then I see them

New flowers

I understand

These flowers needed the fire to grow, they need warm that day can't give to start life

That makes me happy, soon my garden will be back

And new garden won't disappear with fire, only grow more

Girl is back, but not with friend

Her eyes seem to be leaking

Is she watering new flowers?

That is nice

She wraps her arms around me leg and begins shaking

I move her away and show her new garden and Evergrow

She stops watering my garden

I know that soon my garden will be back to its former size, and it will bring the bees and birds back

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Years go by

Garden grows

And so does girl

I watch from my earthy seat as girl gets taller and taller, like my flowers

Then one year she stops growing

And then the next year she has a small girl with her

The smallest girl crawls over to me, but doesn't crawl on my flowers

I like smallest girl

Small girl picks up smallest girl and points at me, then to my garden, and tells her I grew all the Garden

This isn't really true, I planted the first garden 537 winters ago, Garden has grown because of bees

But it doesn't matter, bees don't mind being forgotten, so long as they have pollen and honey and Garden

My Evergrow has grown through me now, the small tree has wrapped around my leg and is moving up my back

I like being support for garden, it means I can help it more

I reach down and pluck a flower for smallest girl

She giggles and smells it, smiling back at me

Smallest girl likes garden

I like Garden

I like smallest girl

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More winters

More summers

Each better than last with more bees and flowers growing and coming

First girl's hair now grey and white, like my winter roses

Her child looks like first girl many years ago

And her child

The first girl, the second girl, and third girl sit between my legs to shield them from the rain

They tell stories and eat little things

They give some to birds

That's nice

I smile

They smile back

It rains

Rain good for Garden

Bad for first girl

I lock my stone fingers above them and cover their heads from rain

I help

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Three more years go by

First girl isn't here

Only second and third, with wooden box carried by men

Where is first girl?

I like first girl.

She liked garden and gave me Evergrow

I like Evergrow

I think cold come for girl

This thought...

Hurts

That is word

Thought hurt Golem 6b

Golem 6b doesn't want cold to take girl

Girl friend

But I know that she would always go, one day

I know what wooden box is now

I nod at people

I lean down and scrape my fingers through the earth and take box

I put box into the earth between my legs

I cover box

Girl is now with Garden

She will one day be flower

This make me happy

But I do not let her be lost to earth like many animals before

She worth more to Golem 6b

I lift stone slab and place it in soft, displaced earth

I carve "GURL" into it

It is good

Doesn't make Golem 6b happy

But it make girl happy

People leave Golem 6b and Girl

I plant flowers on grave

Girl live again in Garden

Golem never alone again

Golem wait and watch and grow

Golem happy

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