Total Consciousness

Chapter-2: Dream a Little More

     More curious than afraid, the woman on the ground looked up. And she searched the darkness of the woods.

     Sweat collected around her one good eye, forcing her to blink often. She rubbed her salty tears away and cleared up her blurred vision. And, she looked again, and she found it. The night looked right back at her.

     Glowing ruby eyes shot ice into her inner core, slapping her breath away. She choked and felt hot pee escape in copious amounts. The liquid warmth spread along her thick legs, sending steam into the cold air. That didn’t matter. She was too exhausted and too beaten to think of moving. Instead, her heart triple jumped at the sight of those ruby burning eyes. And, within another blink, the darkness vanished back into the shadows.

     The woman managed to suck in air like a phantom wind spirit, tasting bursts of desperate life into her lungs. She rubbed her face and looked again into the woods. Her good eye widened and twitched, glimpsing a blur of white boots and a white hat, over there in between the pine trees. She choked on her own spit and coughed with disbelief. To her annoyance, her heart wandered into a painful land of hopeful wonderment. Was that a man? She echoed in her heart, was it a man?

     Gloom filled tears oozed out of the beaten woman. She sighed with whips of tortuous hope, trying to push the painful lies away, and trying to accept the truth around her. No one would save her; No one cared; and, No miracles were coming this lone night … because, because … she didn’t belong … to anything or to anyone.

     The woman gripped two fists full of dirt, and thought, how pathetic I am to dream on this night.

     She looked over her shoulder at the three men; and she burned with hatred and wished for their deaths. The three boys quivered next to one another, frightened by the living shadows, like three little toddlers lost in the woods.

     Delicious, so delicious, their pain and their misery eased her suffering a bit. She coughed again. And, for a brief moment, she tried to smile, and almost felt like smiling; but, she didn’t.

     In all honesty, she let loose a whimper and lowered her head onto her forearms. She closed her right good eye and dug her teeth into her left forearm. Maybe … she thought as her face quaked with random spasms, maybe.  She bit down harder on her flesh. Dark rich blood escaped her forearm, the sickening taste spilled out of her mouth and dripped onto the ground. 

     Hold it in, she thought. Her pain close to her mouth, she tried to push her heart away, and failed. Stuck between hope and despair, she surrendered and released her tears on her other forearm. And, there, she dared to dream a little more.

Thank you

     I appreciate your time in reading this blog post. Next Saturday I will upload parts [1-5] of Chapter Two: Dream A Little More, from my second novel: Luz Upon The World.

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