Just a quick note that the blog is on hold until after the first of the year…with the holidays and my health, things have spiraled a little and time has passed too fast. So, a little break and we will return again after the first of the year…and hopefully the new chapter will be ready and posted by then, but it may have to be postponed and posted on February 1st instead. We will See. I wish all of you many happy wishes during the holidays.
Cherry
I was in a dark, dank place, sitting on a hard surface, not able to see anything…not even able to make out my own form. Out of it came that insidious whispering voice. I cannot tell what it is saying, but as it whispers, my body breaks out in goose pimples and it causes my body to flop over into convulsions.
I feel the clammy, slimy fingers of some unknown--yet familiar--being slide over my arms as it hugs my jerking body to it--like a child to an adult. No, not just an adult…a parent. And not just a parent--but a mother.
Yet, this is not my mother. I try to jerk away…however, my little body is no match for the strength of this shadow being. It…she…pinches me and twists my tight arm behind my back, almost snapping the appendage. I scream and suddenly, in the dark there are dozens of little red lights…including some incredibly close to my face…
These were no lights--thet were eyes. Eyes peering hungrily at me.
What did they need…? Why did they want me…?
~Allorana's subconscious
I am sick. not because it did not work, but because something worked.
I guess I should be a little more clear. It is hard to focus my thoughts though. It is even harder to stay awake. They are upset that I am writing this and I promised them that I would keep it short. They wish they knew what I was writing about, but I am keeping this private. It won’t be long before they will insist though.
Back to what happened…or as much as I can reveal. I won’t say too much, in case they will read this…I was attempting to contact the…well, I guess I will say it. They will find this part out sooner or later. I was attempting to contact the gods. Perhaps if they know I cannot do it, they will know that whatever they want me for, I am not as strong as they think I am.
Anyway, the attempt failed but something came me…something is with me. Something is on me. It is making me sick. I don’t know if I am going to survive this. I can’t stay awake any more….
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