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Earth and Air
by Sabrann Curach

In the dark of the forest,
I’ve been running from things,
monsters that nip, and scream, or whisper,
following behind me as I stumble and
trip over roots.
Ragged breath echoes,
they danced around me effortlessly.
The world may have ended behind me,
I’d never know.
There was a threat of the war,
held over us for so long it was a
shadow, a puppet, a silhouette of a parody.
We began to accept it’s hand above us,
some of us even saw it as a protection.
That hand, turned the other way,
could protect us, prevent others.
Insidious really, the monster’s hand,
became an umbrella of peace,
scattered with flowers and dripping blossom.
For some of us.
Not for me.
When it began, I ran. Pulling my own monsters,
behind me, in front of me, around me.
The hand over me was the biggest threat
to us all.
We ran.
I ran into a tree, and suddenly, silence
the howl of wind above me stilled,
the leaves stopped rustling.
And in the depths of the earth, and a mile above
two monsters began to roar,
and everything burned.

Fiction © Copyright Sabrann Curach
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

More from Sabrann Curach:
The horror facet of author D Kai Wilson-Viola, Sabrann Curach, writes bloody, violent and apocalyptic fiction – usually with a mental health or transgressive twist.

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