The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Elizabeth H. Smith
Fog of the mind and body, drifting down open road. I am the cloud of confusion, the storm behind the wheel. The raging thunder and lighting of an engine powered by fury. ‘Till death do us part—that was the commitment, the vow, the promise.
But that condolence to my soul was whisked away as quick as the damp air over my windshield. She tore sacred words apart, pulled away from an ethereal bond by her own will. Her legs carry her soul away from mine with intent. That thin line of trust stretches with each step, the links weaken and break.
So down this path I scream in search of reconnection, to repair whatever damage has been done. I want to put the puzzle back together, even if the pieces don’t fit. Maybe I can find the rights words, maybe I can’t. But I must try.
And there she is ahead, in the middle of the road. But something is wrong. Is she kneeling?
I try to stop, but the blacktop is slick.
In the glow of my headlights, she sinks into the pavement, bubbles arise to announce the lung’s evacuation of air. As my tires splash into the liquid abyss, one thought repeats—death would not do us part, but rather bury us together.
Fiction © Copyright Elizabeth H. Smith
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More About Elizabeth H. Smith:
Elizabeth H. Smith is a storyteller who writes while trying to keep her cat, Luna off the keyboard. The musical group, Rasputina is her muse. She was born in the state of New York and would never feel at home anywhere else.
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