Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)
The blog is Six Sentence Story. The host is zoe. The prompt word is ‘FLUID’
The darkness is not the worst thing.
When I try to remember how I came to be here it’s like trying to tie frozen laces with fingers numb from the cold and you have to use the muscles in your arm to move your fingers; I know there was a time when I was not here, then pain, followed by being moved and finally, falling.
But the lack of knowing is not the worst thing.
I can feel something above me pressing down without touching, it started, before I knew I had a memory, with a dull booming sound, then it stopped.
But the silence is not the worst thing.
It’s not cold and it’s not warm, my skin and the air are in harmony, I feel the rising fluid only because one (countless) hair is gently pushed against the next, a shapeless folding close in a relentless caress, I can’t tell if it is blood or water; knowing that one might be of unlimited supply and the other is definitely not, that is the worst thing.
FLUID* FLUID* FLUID* FLUID* FLUIDFLUID
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You’re gettin’ your Halloween on, aren’t you? Dark six, deliciously written.
yes ’em… ;}
Dark Clark!! Good use of cue.
thanks
Woo, I was enjoying my glass of Bordeaux until I read this!
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just doin my job, sir
Dark. Nice. I love this one, particularly the end bit about blood/water.
(an interesting conundrum, no? the thing about torture is about alternatives, ideally there appear to be choices, one more horrific than the other)
Very frightening.
thank you, Mimi
They all said it. You’ve gone to the dark side, but as it is well written, so be it.
thank you, D coming from you that is an un-alloyed compliment. (I mean, serially, that Six you did about the woman on the motorcycle and the weird…whatever, I could go look it up to get it exact, but I wish to return your compliment with my own of similar intent).