The Ladies of Horror
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by D.M. Slate
A slow, laborious breath escaped Raquel’s blood-stained lips.
Sprawled on the dirt near the water’s edge, her paralyzed limbs lay limply next to her body. With her head kinked motionless to the side, Raquel’s dilated eyes absorbed the tangerine hues of the Rocky Mountain sunset.
Deprived of oxygen, her body spasmed again, causing another quick inhalation.
Raquel knew that death would welcome her soon, and she yearned to feel its touch.
A crunch of dry grass broke her thoughts.
The puma’s massive paw depressed the marshy soil in front of her face, blocking her view of the horizon. She could feel the beast’s warm breath as it lowered its head, licking the gaping wound on the back of her neck with its sandpaper tongue.
Stars danced before her eyes.
The cat shifted its weight again, moving its paw to the other side of her body.
As her vision faded Raquel caught a glimpse of the tiny rowboat approaching. Her final hope was that her lover would not be joining her in death at their secret rendezvous.
Fiction © Copyright D.M. Slate
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