His fangs sank deep in to my neck as I fell I heard something crack. I couldn’t breath with the weight of that filthy hound on my back. My hair was red with blood the dog knocked me down with a thud!
He ran his paw along my spine I stabbed him hard with my knife. I took pleasure in hearing him whine. I felt his blood gush out of the wound, it fair made me heave. I swear I felt his evil soul crawl across my bleeding body as he took his leave.
I threw his filthy carcass off and and tried to make a stand. I pushed my hands in to the sludge but to rise was harder then I’d planned.
At once another hound was on my back. I was so very tired I cursed the help I lack. This one is toying with me I feel him push my face in to the maggots and demons on the ground. They claw my eyes and scratch my face. I tried to scream blood fills my mouth I cannot make a sound.
Up on the hill I see a flash or is it a trick of the light. Is this help can I dare hope. Could that be the Lady Pen……. is that a dragon’s smoke.
The pain is growing too much for me to bare, I feel I must give in now that my true allies are here. I feel the life draining from me I can no longer see. My spirit floats above me the battle to oversee.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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16 thoughts on “The Stand 3”
now I have to go catch up!
I like this….a good read Willow….as always
🙂 hope you enjoy!
I’ve really been enjoying this lovely descent into hell, but all stories are better with dragons! I’m really enjoying this series and the artwork you chose it fantastic, keep up the good work!
So glad that you are enjoying it, I am too!!!
Nice post bravo, I wish you a good week,
Best regards Patrick.
Thank you and a good week to you too!
I enjoyed this read – and the images are captivating too. Thanks.
I am pleased you are enjoying the story and I have to agree the art work I have been using is wonderful do look at their pages !!
Tolle Bilder,wünsche einen schönen Tag und eine gute sonnige Woche.Gruß Gislinde
’tis I and Fyrespike…Sweet Willow, hold on please… We’re bringing help…. (Left the little ones at home tho’) …. Breath not your last my friend, we cannot be too late…this cannot be the end… Wow,,, ’tis a scary tale and no mistake.., I await the ending with impatience… (and much excitement) xPenx
oh for heavens sake Willow, Breath should read as Breathe… My typing skills are horrendous… Forgive please… 😉 … xx Pen aka Lady Pen, aka Penpusherpen aka…that woman over there with that strange looking green dog, smoking a pipe. (the green one is smoking the pipe.. *cough* not ..erm… me…) xx
Pen, at a time like this I am not going to worry about a spelling error or who is smoking….. I am just so glad that you are there for me!! 😉
*cough* just putting my pipe down now….. erm… FYRESPIKE is …I mean… 😉 xxxx
that is good to hear!! 🙂
I am doing my best Pen and Dear Fyrespike but time and my luck is running out I am so mortally wounded!
This is fantastic willow… Not only do I love the writing, but your pictures look just like something I’d choose. Beautiful work! 😀