Torpid

I hold no ill will to those that put me here. It’s part of the game. They won. I am to stay forever in this gentle darkness. I accept that. What I do not accept is the torment that this existence has become. Each night she comes: that damnable hag. That horrendous creature that beleaguers me so. She first came nights-or was it weeks-into this ‘sleep.’ She began at a distance. I could only notice her in fleeting movements in the darkened edges of the sepulcher. She would flit to and fro. But she soon became more bold. She moved closer to prod at my limp form. She stared like a hound expecting a treat. And what a face she stared with. Such a disgusting creature even I had not seen. And the stench! The putrid rot on her breath would gag me if I needed air. I wish only to reach out and throttle this demoness as she sits expectantly at my side. What do you want from me!? I want to scream, to have this…this thing chased from my sight. But I am alone here. I am not the sovereign that I once was, and I have no domain here. She perches on my stake, my manacles in this world. She shrieks at me endlessly. The nights of her gracing me with her absence are long gone. Now is only this agony. Her cries rip at my mind. Her talons rip at my flesh. I do not belong in this world. She has made that much clear. I wish for death, true death, and she does not grant it. I see it in her eyes. Behind the rage, there is a sadism. She knows what I silently beg her for, but refuses me the release. Why? Why!? I scream silently, tears unable to form on my cheeks…and yet she wipes them away. The cut of her touch is gone. Now a soft caress. I have learned my lesson. This gentle darkness was a lie that I told myself to be content with my damnation. This is her world to rule, not mine. I am to bring this darkness back with me. I am to merge our worlds. Only then will I be worthy in the eyes of my matron.

Torpid

Wakeup Call Auds Chase_A_Davis