FanFoFeb : Mae and Polar Bear. (The loss of faith)

Loud the noise of battle , bloody and debauched. The bodies of the dead stacked high

The smell of rotting flesh assaults  the throat, and burns the eye . The stinking smell raises to the sky.

The wounded lay in filthy piles, demons and maggots gnawing on their wounds

Their screams of fear and pain add to the  impending doom.

 

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The Witch of  the East watched through the rain

Enjoying  the smell and screams of agonizing pain.

She was aroused by the smell of fear and hate

Summoning  one of her minions her desire to sate.

 

The Battle raged  below while she in carnal acts

Took such pleasure from a hound of hell, with his master she had a pact.

The noise they made could be hear below in the battle

Men shuddered at the sound, the demons were aroused and stampeded like cattle.

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Mae and Ewen held  the line

Fight on fight on he pleaded all will be fine .

How  can that awful screaming scare us so?

It is a sound no human should ever have to know.

 

Mae was chilled to the bone, her soul felt almost frozen.

Her thoughts went to her beloved Polar Bear.

Where was he, she needed him. He had sworn he always would be there for her.

Tired so tired Mae could hardly raise her sword.

 

At first she did not feel the pain

Then it awoke in her as she was struck again and again.

Brave Mae  took the savage beating .

Then in went the blade as she fell her thoughts still fleeting .

 

Up in the castle  the demon and Witch both both reached  a climax

He exhausted, she her skin all torn blood flowing  in tracks.

Heaving and sweating with lust

She threw him off though he was in mid thrust.

 

The Witch felt Mae’s wounds and her pain.

Though in agony  she smiled  seeing now  her end game.

Dragging herself over the demon’s

quivering body,

The Witch crawled towards the window leaving a trail all bloody.

 

With an evil glint in her eye she saw Mae’s plight

She watch as Ewen  sped to her aid moving at full flight.

Her heart beat faster as Ewen took Mae’s bleeding body into his arms

Smiling  she crawled back to her demon lover to drink of him , she had no qualms.

Ewen bore Mae away to rest to heal to sleep

It hurt him so to see her wounds. Out loud  he did weep.

Mae found  Polar Bear in her dream, helped by an angel with raven hair.

He stretched out and  touched Mae , she felt safe now he was here with her.

 

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Author: willowdot21

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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