It surrounded me like velvet, so soft. I did not see, not in the way humans see. Instead, I sensed, perceiving, tasting, smelling. I could not move but, I was not in any discomfort. There was something I was trying to remember.. oh yes, how, how did I get to this state of being? 1
My mind filled with thought, nothing that made sense to me, however, now there was an urgency. I needed something. I couldn't remember. 2
Inside my velvety darkness I started to hurt. Not sharp and definable, just a throb. A deep pounding, burning, churning my insides. I needed something.3
I pushed myself to think, the thoughts making my head feel like it was going to split. A man was there, his eyes were like ebony, the light played in them and they mesmerized. 4
Had I loved him? No, still my need for him was great, my skin burned to touch his, he held me, he kissed me, he..stared at me.. I was afraid, why? And then.. thoughts, a memory. I knew what happened.5
The realization made me angry, why had he done this to me. That urgent feeling, that memory, that realization made me queasy, I couldn't maintain my anger. I needed to get out, get out! 6
I was surrounded by velvet, the soft dark velvet.. of my casket..
Author notes
http://www.luisroyofantasy.com/en/gallery/img.php?id_img=1548 IT WAS NO.88
I like dark stories, I liked this picture, I have only written a story inspired by a picture once, just wanted to see if i could do it again.. I am sure I broke all the rules. Hard things, Rules.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by MalevolentDesire.
750 points, ended November 2, 2008, 4 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I was wondering the rules =] But I dont think you could be dq for something as wonderfully written as that. I much love people who can use their imagination in such a short span and create magic...
you did just that.
GOOD LUCK
Temaria - Blair
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This is a great story, for the amount of words you used. While it was somewhat shorter than what was asked for, you put a fair effort into this piece, and I realise it can sometimes be hard to write for a picture.
You used great descriptive language, and I was able to feel everything as it happened. The only question I would ask is... Why did you choose this kind of story for this picture? It is something I never would have connected with this painting.
But anyway, well done, and good luck.
Malevolent.
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This was not what I expected from this picture, but it is still a great little story. Short and sweet. You did a god job and I don't think you broke the rules except for the word limit, where we asked for 500 words. But if you're going to be the only entry I think we might have to forgive that. Hahaha.
You had good language and I liked the way you described everything.
Good job.
Angel
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