This camel, this beast like animal, cannot cope without a fresh supply from the well. You are the well. Not just for the camel, but for the soul of the human it evolved into through recarnation and evolution. Around me, there are plenty of wells I could drink from. Most are tainted, others are completly dry when I arrive there.2
You my dear are the sacred, everlasting black well. The kind that the devil creates in the middle of a fiery heat in this desert life we call hell. A tempation; sometimes a hullicnation, always a blessing, always a diabolic sin to drink from, yet one that I as a camel cannot bare not to drink from.3
Upon drinking from the well as a human, I take the apple from the tree of eden, and I take a bite blissfully admiaring the emerald serpent that had tormentedly, sinned me into taking each bite. The one that keeps me going back for more.
Author notes
I wrote this for my best friend Krista. We are both going through the same block and to me writer's block brings a lot of emotion. We usually feed of each other since we are so similiar and we both usually go through similar emotions together as well. When I wrote this my mind was a slur of emotions.
Hope you enjoy.
I know she did, and she was the one who convinced me to submit it.
I didn't think it was good ;]
So I will see what everyone else thinks.
A contest entry
- Literary Passion Group Contest #3 by Lady Pixie.
225 points, ended September 28, 8 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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P2: reincarnation
P4: admiring
I really liked this emotional piece here and can see the darkness in it. Writer's block is such a biatch.
But, in all seriousness, you conveyed the feelings well here. Good word useage and descriptions. Great work.
Thanks for entering and being a part of the group

Pixie


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Wow, I like that. Very emotional. I had to check it out before I went to bed
Good luck in the contest. I love the words that you use in this! I would write more, but I am about to fall over, lol.

Joann




