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Friday's ROMANTIC CHALLENGE given by Francine & Denise is SURRENDER. http://fridaynightwriters.blogspot.com/
My 400 word entry is SURRENDER TO THE MONSTER.
It is from LOVE LIKE DEATH.
{Last Friday, Fallen, to save her love from the dreaded Sennacherib, left Blake to starve chained to a tree.
But evil will not be denied. Sennacherib visits Blake wearing the form of a friend. Blake follows his instructions on how to use his mind to escape the chains.
With unspeakable pain, Blake finds himself free …
of his now lifeless body.
He has become an invisible spirit. Laughing softly, Sennacherib disappears. Then, Blake hears two people approaching through the woods. He hears the furious voice of Philip Darius, Fallen’s only living friend.}
"I can't believe you, Fallen. You left him out here to die?"
" I- I am back."
"Only because I browbeat you. What were you thinking?"
"Of sparing him!"
"Sparing him? By leaving him to die alone?"
“It was about mercy!"
"No, it was about trust."
"Trust?"
"You didn't trust Blake to be able to stand up to Sennacherib."
"You are wrong. I saved him from the hell Sennacherib planned for him."
"Really, Fallen? Maybe this and you were the punishment Sennacherib had planned all along?"
"Wh-What?"
"Think about it. He's actually been happy these past three days."
"Sennacherib would have accused me."
"Why? You did exactly what he planned all along.”
Philip rasped, "I can't think of a worse way to die than to slowly starve with the memory of you saying, ‘Oh, Blake, I do love you. Here, let me leave you here!"
"H-He forgave me."
I heard the slap. "You bitch! I'm sure he did. Pray to God he's still alive."
They broke out of the dense overgrowth into the glade. Philip looked furious. And Fallen? I don’t have the words.
She was dressed in a long black Victorian/fae shroud. No last look at those pretty legs. Her high cheeks were hollow, but not as hollow as her green slanted eyes. Her face brightened as she saw me, ah, my body.
"Blake! Did you really think I would leave ---"
"No!," she screamed.
Philip stood rock still. "My God, Fallen, what have you done?"
Fallen raced to me. She wrapped her arms around my lifeless body.
"B-Blake, it is me. Fallen. I - I came back for you. Oh, God, I came back for you!"
Philip watched coldly as she softly stroked my face. “Please, come back to me. It has only been three days. You cannot be dead."
Philip tore Fallen from my body. Caught by surprise, she fell to the ground. She lay there, staring up at the twisted face of her only friend.
"Get away from him, you piece of filth!"
"P-Philip?"
"I've wasted years looking out for you. I tried to keep Sennacherib from turning you into a monster."
He hung his head. "I give up, Fallen. I surrender to the monster inside you."
"It has not been that long," she wailed.
Philip snapped, "Don’t you get it? He didn't starve to death. He died of a broken heart!"
Fallen whimpered.
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With Blake, being Blake, it gets even worse for him, Fallen, and Darius. But you'll have to read LOVE LIKE DEATH to find out.
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My 400 word entry is SURRENDER TO THE MONSTER.
It is from LOVE LIKE DEATH.
{Last Friday, Fallen, to save her love from the dreaded Sennacherib, left Blake to starve chained to a tree.
But evil will not be denied. Sennacherib visits Blake wearing the form of a friend. Blake follows his instructions on how to use his mind to escape the chains.
With unspeakable pain, Blake finds himself free …
of his now lifeless body.
He has become an invisible spirit. Laughing softly, Sennacherib disappears. Then, Blake hears two people approaching through the woods. He hears the furious voice of Philip Darius, Fallen’s only living friend.}
"I can't believe you, Fallen. You left him out here to die?"
" I- I am back."
"Only because I browbeat you. What were you thinking?"
"Of sparing him!"
"Sparing him? By leaving him to die alone?"
“It was about mercy!"
"No, it was about trust."
"Trust?"
"You didn't trust Blake to be able to stand up to Sennacherib."
"You are wrong. I saved him from the hell Sennacherib planned for him."
"Really, Fallen? Maybe this and you were the punishment Sennacherib had planned all along?"
"Wh-What?"
"Think about it. He's actually been happy these past three days."
"Sennacherib would have accused me."
"Why? You did exactly what he planned all along.”
Philip rasped, "I can't think of a worse way to die than to slowly starve with the memory of you saying, ‘Oh, Blake, I do love you. Here, let me leave you here!"
"H-He forgave me."
I heard the slap. "You bitch! I'm sure he did. Pray to God he's still alive."
They broke out of the dense overgrowth into the glade. Philip looked furious. And Fallen? I don’t have the words.
She was dressed in a long black Victorian/fae shroud. No last look at those pretty legs. Her high cheeks were hollow, but not as hollow as her green slanted eyes. Her face brightened as she saw me, ah, my body.
"Blake! Did you really think I would leave ---"
"No!," she screamed.
Philip stood rock still. "My God, Fallen, what have you done?"
Fallen raced to me. She wrapped her arms around my lifeless body.
"B-Blake, it is me. Fallen. I - I came back for you. Oh, God, I came back for you!"
Philip watched coldly as she softly stroked my face. “Please, come back to me. It has only been three days. You cannot be dead."
Philip tore Fallen from my body. Caught by surprise, she fell to the ground. She lay there, staring up at the twisted face of her only friend.
"Get away from him, you piece of filth!"
"P-Philip?"
"I've wasted years looking out for you. I tried to keep Sennacherib from turning you into a monster."
He hung his head. "I give up, Fallen. I surrender to the monster inside you."
"It has not been that long," she wailed.
Philip snapped, "Don’t you get it? He didn't starve to death. He died of a broken heart!"
Fallen whimpered.
***
With Blake, being Blake, it gets even worse for him, Fallen, and Darius. But you'll have to read LOVE LIKE DEATH to find out.
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