Prompted by: Kevin
I can’t believe that I actually survived. Truth be told, I can’t be certain that I have quite yet. I might not make it through the night. I might be dead before morning. But regardless, it’s finally over.
And I have won.
My throat is dry. The metallic taste of victory lingers on my lips. I lean heavily against the wall, propping what little remains of my broken body up against it. Because I can do nothing else.
I know my wounds are critical. Possibly even fatal. I know I require medical attention. Immediately. I know I’m about to lose consciousness. The sound of blood drops hitting concrete cuts through the silence. Deafening me. I know. But I can’t move.
I’m overwhelmed. Exhausted. Completely spent.
And then…
I see her. My angel. Her eyes lock with mine. Tender. Caring. But with the strength of an army. Unyielding. Fearless. She doesn’t smile. Instead, she offers me something else.
Salvation.
Slowly, she crosses the room. Kneels down. Presses her palm to my bare chest. Over my heart. Just to confirm that it’s still beating, however faint. Her fingertips are cool. And yet, her touch is warm. So very warm.
I open my mouth to speak.
She shakes her head. Reaches down. Tears a long strip from the hem of her dress. Gently takes my arm in both of her hands. Binds the ribbon of silk around my tattered limb. Of which, there’s not much left.
The white fabric soaks with crimson. Turns to scarlet.
All she says is, “I knew you’d come back.”
I close my eyes.
The battle is over.
What’s the prompt for next week, guys?
Make suggestions below. 7 words or less.
what a fun little game Hartmann!!! Crafty way to bait your readers and make them want more… 🙂
My Prompt… LOL
A Banana walked into a bar…
…and the bartender asked, “Would you like a drink?”
She replied, “No, I have to split.” ( I. Am. Such. A. Dork. 😛 )
Thank you, Miss DJ! I could totally whip up a short from that *smirks*
I knew you’d appreciate it 😉
I do, indeed, ma’am. I do, indeed.
Hahaha!!! Love it!
Geezer in a theater. 😛
He fooled my Lesley.
With his tricksy wheels.
And now he’s dead.
Because I took him out.
The geezer in a theater.
*hugs*
Love it! Lol!!!
Just for you, ma’am! 😉
Okay, no, here’s one, for real this time. He reached out to find….
Here’s a couple more … (Some will be too long, just call me loquacious lu)
In darkness he awakens.
The day which greets him, he doesn’t greet back.
In silence, it begins.
Lacking strength, he awakens confused.
The news strikes his core.
A meal sits, taunting him.
A sick joke this must be.
An unfamiliar voice rouses him from sleep.
The sound of wheels upon the floor.
She gently nibbled his earlobes.
Their eyes met across the room.
She looked away, he looked down.
He struggled not to be embarrassed.
Awwww, Miss Lesley!! Thanks so much for helping!!! I was getting all lonely up in here. Though Miss DJ was kind enough to throw me a bone *grins* *hugs my awesome girls*
Thank you!!!