Prolouge
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Category:
Drama › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
660
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Prolouge
Burrowing, burrowing I trudged through the muck that lay in front of me. The mud stuck to my hands and seemingly grafted itself to my skin while I pushed onward slicing away chunk after chunk of the hellish tunnel. It was dark, wet and cold, the lacerations overlayed the bruises on my arms as my chest burned with the fire of hate and anguish but I still pressed onward, too determined now. I would repay all the deed of dread to the appropiate parties.
I tripped and fell again into the wet earth all around myself. Angrily I pushed forward clawing at the impentreable fortress that lay before me. My comrades lay not far behind me digging out the cave wider as I hoped to find the exit to this inescapable hell that we had all called home these past ten years.
The tunnels...we were digging these darkened passenges for the last eight of this long and arduous decade together, what was expected of us now from each other would have resulted in fights to the death upon our meeting for the first time in that pitiful excuse of a holding area.
I oftened dreamed of seeing light once more and holding my dearest in my arms, to kiss her softly, to tell her everything that I had kept from her. How was she, had she taken ill? Moved on, passed on, the questions ran through my mind almost every day. I can still see her as if I had just met her. Beautiful brunette hair to her shoulders, brown eyes that captured my soul and the voice of a vixen with a soft touch to melt away your problems. Her scent of strawberries invaded my nostrils and I felt as though I could reach out to touch her. I remembered the walks on the country road and our scottish terrier would run along with us and then we would retire to the porch swinging bench and enjoy the sunset as it brought the soft night on our love. She was my light in this dark abyss of hate and torment.
I fell once more and could not find the strength to push myself up as hard as I searched. I could hear my comrades yelling my name but it was too late, the blackness had covered my eyelids and all I saw was my beautiful sweet dearest and how I missed her. It went quiet...
I tripped and fell again into the wet earth all around myself. Angrily I pushed forward clawing at the impentreable fortress that lay before me. My comrades lay not far behind me digging out the cave wider as I hoped to find the exit to this inescapable hell that we had all called home these past ten years.
The tunnels...we were digging these darkened passenges for the last eight of this long and arduous decade together, what was expected of us now from each other would have resulted in fights to the death upon our meeting for the first time in that pitiful excuse of a holding area.
I oftened dreamed of seeing light once more and holding my dearest in my arms, to kiss her softly, to tell her everything that I had kept from her. How was she, had she taken ill? Moved on, passed on, the questions ran through my mind almost every day. I can still see her as if I had just met her. Beautiful brunette hair to her shoulders, brown eyes that captured my soul and the voice of a vixen with a soft touch to melt away your problems. Her scent of strawberries invaded my nostrils and I felt as though I could reach out to touch her. I remembered the walks on the country road and our scottish terrier would run along with us and then we would retire to the porch swinging bench and enjoy the sunset as it brought the soft night on our love. She was my light in this dark abyss of hate and torment.
I fell once more and could not find the strength to push myself up as hard as I searched. I could hear my comrades yelling my name but it was too late, the blackness had covered my eyelids and all I saw was my beautiful sweet dearest and how I missed her. It went quiet...