2013-05-28

charisstoma: (default)
2013-05-28 08:39 pm

Drabble Cascade #12 : Darkness - The Waiting Darkness

FB3X Drabble Cascade #12 - Darkness

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Title: The Waiting Darkness (PG- nursing home)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Darkness
This is dark. It’s something that awaits us unless we’re lucky or is that very unlucky.
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I hear the honeyed ugliness in the voice as it says, “You’ve gotten yourself all a mess, haven’t you. We’ll just have to clean you up.”

There’s a wiping of the biting warmth from my bowels emptying. If only they’d answered my call button. Unable to talk, I’m able enough to use the bedside toilet with help.

In denial I jerk my head frantically as I feel a finger enter my vagina and the burning acid shit being pressed in.

“It shouldn’t take long for that urinary infection to kill you sweetie,” the gloating voice continued, “happens all the time.”
charisstoma: (default)
2013-05-28 09:08 pm

Drabble Cascade #12 : Darkness -- Out of the Darkness

FB3X Drabble Cascade #12 - Darkness

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Title: Out of the Darkness (G)
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100
Prompt: Darkness
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For 37 weeks there was the rhythmic sound for company in the darkness. Once there was plenty of room but around him space kept shrinking until it was squirm and push trying for something more comfortable. He kicked his foot petulantly against the walls in futility at his confinement. Sometimes he’d run his hand over places made harder by things outside. A light pressure usually came as a result of those movements of his, another rhythmic something he’d discovered was soothing.

Contractions happened, squeezing him, pushing him somewhere … and there was light and air for his welcomed first cry.