Total Consciousness

Chapter-3: Heart and Soul

The woman stepped forward with quick-short breaths. A moment of two paths, she decided on her sole choice. She death gripped the hilt of the silver dagger and yelled.

     First with Elotro and then with Aquel, she plunged the blade, and plunged it again, rending it into each meaty pulse.

     Tears bled into her soul. She ripped and ripped open the throats of the two kneeling men. Dark blood jerked out in gurgling spasms of hot steam.

     The woman frowned with pride. She looked down at Aquel and judged him more thoroughly.

     “I’ll see you in hell,” she said. “You evil pig shit of a man.”

     And, before Aquel lost all his awareness, the woman lifted his chin, pinched his nose back and rammed the dagger down his dry deep throat, multiple times.

     She left the silver dagger in Aquel’s throat and smiled like an artist at the finish of a painting. No, still needs more, she thought as she gripped the sides of his sweaty face.

     A deep, deep inhale and the woman worked her fingers in, digging slow into each of Aquel’s eye sockets. Squish and white all squirmed out, leaving meaty red holes of fat and nerves.

     Aquel gave one last vomiting convulsion, blinking over black emptiness before going limp in her hands. She pulled the dagger out and let him fall back.

     The woman quaked and panted like a lioness after a kill. Thick blood covered her breasts, her arms and her stomach in pure victory. She tossed the mangled eyes and the bloody dagger to the ground. Her head tilted back, and she widened her stance. The cold night mixed with her heat as she felt her exhausted body, drenched in sweat and splattered with the perfume of death. She smiled.

     Steam lifted from her nakedness. She swayed in her stance as she looked upon a tall pine tree and choked on her breath. At last, she let it all out.  She opened and sobbed without making one sound. Thin salty tears pushed down her grimy face. Dim moonlight sparkled in her good blue eye—and she laughed in silence, tasting and savoring all her suffering. She continued to smile.

     The naked woman washed away sweat and blood using the third canteen. Desperate, she tried her best to clean her breasts and stomach and hands. But she could still feel the stains on her body no matter how much she scrubbed.

     With the third canteen empty, she tossed it away and looked over at the lifeless bodies. They all lay still and empty. It’s over … it’s over … it’s over. She frowned with a glistening pride of contempt.     

    “Not quite,” said Luz. “Speak your accord with me. Let it be clear what you have sold this night.”

     The naked woman faced Luz and felt a tremendous sense of purpose. She moved to him as she placed her left hand over her heart and cupped her left breast. With no regret or hesitation, she knelt on her left knee, and she began.

     “This night,” she said, “I swear to you my worship, my body and my all. Take me as I am.” She lifted her chin and looked directly into her savior’s eyes. “I am yours until my final days of life. Tonight, I freely give of me … to you, I freely sell my heart and soul.”

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