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Out of the corner of my eye

Rain fell softly on the center garden of the house, and the music was obscured by its sound. Lying on the floor, Eve felt as if the house had a life of its own. Its coldness seemed intentional and the drops on the big round leaves of the plants in the corners of the garden seemed like hurried steps. She pressed her cheek against the floor and listened to it. As the cold invaded her body, she felt the tension rising for the inevitable truth. The tension grew for almost a minute and then it suddenly went away, leaving only the hot wet sensation of blood running from under her. She lied there and the life seemed more alive than any other time. In her last breath, she felt as if the building had just slowly taken her life. She felt the pleasure of nothingness and then she vanished, leaving behind the chains that tied her to reality: a human-shaped carcass. Rain could not be heard anymore in the house, for there was no one there anymore.

4 blog comments below

WOW! Great prose Ratanegra. Like puts questions all over the meaning of "life".
deanhills on Fri May 02, 2014 7:50 pm
It's hard to write artsy prose in English. I used the same words too many times.
ratanegra on Fri May 02, 2014 11:46 pm
Very nice prose. ratanegra! Good English too!
standready on Sat May 03, 2014 3:03 am
Haha, thanks, deanhills and standready, for the positive reviews. It made me reread it and like it as if it were someone else's work, since I had read nothing like it for a long time. Now I'm as happy as if I'd read a good story by someone else. Interesting feeling.
ratanegra on Mon Oct 10, 2016 5:02 am

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