On a Small Death in the Garden
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charisstomaThis was the title of a poem in a story. Apologies to Lady Fulbrook, character in Garden of Lies by Amanda Quick.
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
Title: On a Small Death in the Garden
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 316
The dream, when he became aware of it, was as otherworldly as one could imagine. Why else would he be surrounded by trees festooned with giant green wrapped cones of umbrellas and be running over a velvety green softness that squished underfoot. There was a sense of doom to his running and he wasn’t sure why or how he knew that something hunted but the sense of it crawled up the back of his neck raising hairs in alarm.
He sprinted towards one of the umbrella trees, grabbing hold of one of the limbs and climbed up atop one of the umbrellas. Improbably the scent of marigold enveloped him but he’d made it just as a long hairy leg sought purchase on the branch where he’d just been. Peering down he found himself staring into the bubbles of many shiny eyes gazing up at him, claws pricked into the plant seeking purchase and a rumbled purring. He knew a spider when he saw one and a fresh wave of cold panic had him scrambling higher knowing that it was improbable he’d be able to outpace his hunter.
Anthony screamed as he was pinned, twisting frantically to escape. The weight of a heavy body held him down and a voice, James, told him to wake up.
“What in the hell were you dreaming,” was asked and Anthony shuddered.
“Spider. Chasing me through a forest of flowers. It was just about to get me.”
“If this is what you are like after seeing the promotional advertisement, I think we’ll skip the Spider City* exhibit at the zoo tomorrow,” James said grimly.
“How about we skip the whole zoo excursion altogether until after the thing is gone?” Anthony pled clinging to James.
“How about I find something else to redirect your mind to,” James leered, pushing the blankets down to get at the site for sucking his Anthony dry.
* http://www.outhouseonline.com/cms/images/spidercity.pdf
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