The Stand 3

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.

TO BE FINISHED……………………..

THE STAND 2

They had left me, they had gone. I alone stood to face the foe from hell.

The slime and shit that crawled up my spine shrank back as they got the smell.

Unmistakable the stench of below where fungus festers and brimstone flows.

The Dogs were coming at me now , I raised my sword and drew my knife

I could smell their breath and feel their heat upon my skin, I loved life

but I feared that mine had run it length. I dug deep within to find my strength.

The hounds drew near acid from their mouths burned my toes, the stench of their breath got right up my nose. Their teeth began to tear at  my legs loosing the demons off my back the shit the dregs . I was glad their grip was gone they had been draining my strength for far too long.

I swung my sword and slashed with my knife,

I made them bleed and I gave them strife.

They bit my shoulder and ripped my arm, how I bled

I screamed and kicked and hacked at last one of the dogs was dead.

The others angry at their brothers demise roared and rolled their demon eyes.

I was certain all was lost all bridges burnt all mountains crossed!

I raised  my head up to the sky as a dog leaped at my throat and screamed OH! God,Don’t Let Me Die!

TO BE CONTINUED………..

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