As the moon is my witness

My contribution on the photo below. * Mature Content.

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Scant rays filtered off the moon puncturing the charcoaled night.
Her body lay frigid, unyielding.
Crawling insects that penetrated the cold and darkened soil emerged to invade her lifeless form.
Who would search these desolate woods to find her?
Who could have saved her from the torment, the painful and terrifying hours she spent fighting off her assailant – her killer?
What’s more who would care?
She begged for her life.
Ropes tightly bound her feet, congealed blood stained her ankles and heels.
Her body exposed bar the remnants of her shredded cotton dress knotted tightly around her throat.
Both arms and legs bruised, black and swollen from the brutal blows inflicted upon her porcelain skin.
Blackened eyes, her pupils dilated now stared lifelessly into the night.
Her face scored with lacerations, the backdrop to the red rivers that made pathways from her hairline to her neck. Her mouth wide open, filled with dirt, as her last screams for help echoed through the woods, only to be finally silenced.
Who would know?
She was a loner.
What’s more who would care?

 

 

For:Β http://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2013/03/31/__picture-it-write-blind-sight-edition-4/#comments

I apologise if this is too graphic, I started with two young lovers and I edited and wasn’t happy with what I wrote. I cannot say I am ‘happy’ as one cannot write of death in this manner and be ‘smiling’, but my dark side emerged tonight and this was the result.

Critique of any kind welcome.

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37 thoughts on “As the moon is my witness

  1. This is sad. And violent. It makes me think of crimes against women …helpless women … or rather, those we do not see. The ones on the street corner … or the runaway.

    It is sad that they have no voice …. and to think even in death…in such a violent way, their voice would remain silent … tis … sad. She was someone’s daughter … someone would have cared.

  2. Wow. This was intense, in the most brilliant of ways. It’s such a disgrace that so many people are tossed away like garbage, with no one to care for them. We live in a strange world, don’t we? Vivid storytelling. Thanks for contributing this week to Picture it & write. πŸ™‚

    – Ermisenda

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