The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 17/2020

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a word you have to look up.” We all have words we can never spell. Use one of yours in your post and let that word drive your stream of consciousness where ever it goes. Have fun!

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I have to admit I am not very good at spelling but I usually manage even if I do have to occasionally look a word up. There is a word though that I often get wrong and have to check up on regularly . That word is NECESSARY I often have to look that one up. I think it must be the number of C’s and S’s they just confound and confuse me. It’s a tad like Anniversary I always want to spell it as Anniversery? Why I just don’t know. Then there is adversary I think that should be adversery but again it is not. Anyway I am so late with this one so I am going to stop now before you think I am totally illiterate!

Is it ever necessary

To be an adversary to a fairy

Especially on their Anniversary?

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Running for life.

Running for  Life

Step after step I drag myself through the rain

Blind to all around me , my  mind closed to the pangs of pain.

Fear, hatred and panic screaming in my head, loathing coursing in my veins.

Step after  blooded step, I run and yet it is gaining.

I stumble and fall , legs and arms grazed I crawl no point in complaining.

Hot breath on my neck I shudder in fear I smell his rank sweat as he draws near.

I feel his claws scrape at my flesh, I loose a scream of primal fear.

Ripping at my dress and  hair I run for my life, to look over my shoulder I don’t dare.

No choices left to me, naught I can do . I stand and face the beast  for death I prepare.

Eyes red as the devil, pure evil it seems, closing on me, my worst of dreams.

Caught in his clutches, mercy is not on the cards, so  I beg for divine intervention.

His nostrils flaring, baring his fangs letting me live is not his intention.

Finally all I can do is fall on my knees and pray , why must this horror be my last of day.

Suddenly after a thunderous noise a white flash as lightening  carved him in half God be praised.

Broken and bleeding I lay in the mud,my life slipping out of me no fight left no more……..