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She lays in the deepest part of the Pennsylvania forest, an area known by some as "God's country".

Her once deep, green eyes now see nothing, the rotted empty sockets given an insect facetted gaze.

"They"found her and made her their domain, refilling her slowly over the years with the life I had taken,

feeding on what she offered as her corpse lay rotting amidst the dank soil and moss. A tree has overgrown her

fleshless cage. No longer is there heart imprisoned within, lungs made convict. Maggots and worms set

them free long ago when she was lordess of corpse flies, but like so many others, they left her, taking what

they would, and leaving her nothing. She lay unmoved, unfeeling, unloved, unwanted. I cried for her then,

laying my head upon what had once been her ample breast, breathing in what had once been her sweet

perfume that still lingered in my memory if not on her soft, white skin.



She sleeps silently, saying nothing of what others have done to bring her pain, forgiving all trespasses.

Her once perfect lips speak not a word, her open mouth frozen in a soundless hysterical laughing madness.

"They" listened and quieted her fears forever, relieving her pain that I had caused, making her a part of

themselves as her bones settled slowly into the earth and decay. Fallen leaves have blanketed her now

expressionless stare. There is no more horror upon her shining face, no tears shed. The rodents tore those

from her ever so callously some time ago when she was queen of rats but the snows came and she could

offer them no shelter. Leaving behind the marks of their gnawing they left her. Again she was alone. She

lay cold, lifeless, frozen, dead. I wept for her loss, kissing her brow, running my hand through her once

radiant, auburn hair, feeling the warmth of her that no longer fills me except in my fevered nightmares.



She rests in peaceful slumber now, all pain a far away memory, loneliness forgotten as if it were only a

dream. Her still, gentle fingers touch all things, her body one and renewed with the life of all that is this

place. "They" touched her and made her their world, taking her as their one and only that I had wanted,

loving her as I could not as she held them in her gentle embrace. The tree had surrounded her with the seed

of it's love. But the seed lay barren, their tiny roots finding no hold in the earth I tore them from in my

jealousy not long ago when she was my warden of pain but She only looked at me in silence, pity, indifference.

I begged her forgiveness down on my knees too close to her thousand eyed stare as I kissed

her stinging lips and lost all feeling in her hellish touch as she stole away all that I had taken from her.



I cry out, silently, forsaken in the deepest part of the Pennsylvania forest, an area known to me as hell.

My once clear, blue eyes see nothing, the swollen, tear filled sockets blank, hollow, darkened pools of filth

and disgust. She touched me and made of me her sustenance, her seed feeding upon my body as it seeps her

venom upon the earth, frozen in her terror she was so kind to return to me. Barren and empty, the earth

around me has overgrown my still beating heart, my shallow breath. No maggots feed. No worms will have

me. "They" succor upon my still living corpse as she watches over them all, a Goddess of wasps.
Ok, Here is the first of the works from before 2008 that I found. It is taking me allot longer to find links to original stock than I had thought. Luckily I think all the stock from this came from. [link] I'm only using the original image as a preview not like submitting the work as art with the story in the comments like I used to. Anyway here it is, one of my own faves of my original writings. "A Goddess Of Wasps"
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I think of your collection of horror shorts, this is likely my favorite. Once again, you employ a very interesting, jarring difference in points of view, as we move from what could be a third-person melancholy musing about a dead girl, to something sinister, to something downright perverse and evil, and then suddenly find it turned on its head come the end. I like how subtle and vague it was in parts to, especially when referring to the crime and it's connection to the narrator, because you're not entirely sure, in a strange way, if there is a narrator/killer, especially with the POV change come the end. You could even argue that the girl committed suicide and the narration is her own regret. Fantastic stuff.
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All-My-Darkness Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012
Darkly refreshing.

The theme of multiple parts played out by killer,
victim and insects and rats keeps the reader wondering the path
of decay and where the tale will end
even when they have got the gist of what is happening.

The royalty of earths smallest kin. THAT stood out.

Paragraphs keep the piece in breathing space well.

As my wife [link] (try to link again)said of my writing, some of it is more underground
(no pun intended) and some more publishable.

I would try submitting someplace and then you may see which it is of those
it is if it gets accepted.

They may want editing or grammar changes but I cannot help on that.

I just slam my stuff on paper and stroll off.
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FollowinTheBlackBird Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you very much. For not being a pro you certainly have a talent for insight. I knew there was a reason I wanted to add you to my watch and for wanting your opinion. You've given me exactly what I've been looking for without judgement or any of that sugar coating I get from time to time. I'd ask you to check out more of my work but I don't want to be a pain in the ass. I would love to submit this somewhere but I have to be honest about my ignorance here and admit I have no idea how or even where. I never started writing with the idea of publishing at first but to get the "garbage" out of my head and the thought of publishing never entered my mind until recently even though I'd read so many published writers here on DA. Thanks for sending your wife's link again. I took a quick look and she seems quite talented, someone I can definitely be inspired by. I was right off impressed with "Amazing Grace" but had to take another look just now because I didn't look to see the name. I'll add her to my watch and take a good look when I can. Real life has been calling my name for several days and I think I'd better answer before I forget to listen any more.
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All-My-Darkness Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012
Your welcome.

I do eat alot of sugary crap.

Not alot sweetness in most of my writing though haha.

I will read your other stuff. No worries.
You spin a good tale in short time. I like that kinda stuff.

I too just started on this site to take a shit and flush it.

I have been offered publication once properly and another time
to rewrite sci fi piece which I did. [link]

They liked it alot but the site they publish on (and he encouraged me too)
is flash fiction and I wrote waaay to much.

The other was some online mag and they wanted to use images to my piece that I did not want them too.

Cheeky fuckers then it might be my only chance to get published. I told them to fuck off.

All left a bitter taste in my mouth to be honest so I have not chased publication at all.

For now I'm happy to just scribble whenever and whatever I please.

Time for me to hit the books too.

Reality.

WHat a pain in the arse.
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FollowinTheBlackBird Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for linking the SciFi piece. I thoroughly enjoyed it. I need inspiration like that.
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All-My-Darkness Featured By Owner Oct 5, 2012
Id laugh to see what that would inspire haha!
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FollowinTheBlackBird Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm not sure but I think it would definitely be a scary thing. :D
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All-My-Darkness Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2012
Heres hoping.
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FollowinTheBlackBird Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
:D
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sunshinegypsy Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2012  Professional Writer
Heartwrenching and dark. Very powerful. The slow creep of decay sped up, almost flickering fast, like skimming the saddest part of the book.
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FollowinTheBlackBird Featured By Owner Jan 18, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks. I'm very happy you liked it.
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