PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright – Douglas M. MacIlroy
“If I can’t have you no-one will.” His words echoed in her head, as the mantle of darkness that had fallen like a curtain over her consciousness lifted, to be replaced by the dull, metronomic throb of the wound above her left ear.
The faint odour of a dog long departed emanated from the luxurious rug that tickled at her nose where her face pressed against it.
His calm, proclamation had intimidated her, left her paralysed with fear as she watched the blow fall that sent her spinning to oblivion.
Gagged, bound and helpless, she awaited her doom.
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Dear JWD,
That was certainly creepy. My head’s throbbing now.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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A very realistic portrayal of helplessness. Well done.
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Those relationships are alas all too common.. when breakup really put emphasis on the breaking part… chilling.
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Ouch!
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He is a pest, indeed. Time to call the Orkin man.
MG
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Dark… excellent work. Lots of danger in a violent and jealous lover, great story fodder.
Well done.
KT
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I don’t think it’s going to end well. Nicely imagined and written. Claire
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Dear JWD,
A well written tale of dementia and approaching death. A tangled web for her and a great story for you.
Aloha,
Doug
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A very dark tale. A “Break Up” indeed.
After “calm proclamation”, I’m imagining him almost emotionless, which makes it creepier still.
Great story!
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Such a feeling of desperation in this! Great take on the prompt.
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A story of doom, indeed. It feels like the end for her. Great story of darkness and despair.
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Reblogged this on What am I Missing?.
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Beautiful photo!
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