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Wednesday, September 21, 2011

witch

I was the witch on trial. Not for my sins alone.

Is that what it feels like to burn? To climb onto the pyre and think, “I can do this. It’s only pain. I’ll be gone before it starts, this will be nothing.” The villager’s hands are quick as they tie to the stake, the rope it’s rougher than it looks as it scrapes raw, red patterns onto the transparent skin on the inside of your wrists. Your mind starts to race, what’s really happening here? This feels wrong. Acid and panic rise in your throat, burning their way to the surface with your darkest thoughts.

The fire is lit, and you feel a thousand eyes begin to burn through you before the flames can make their mark. You feel the spirits of a thousand spells and bindings slicing through your bones come to take their revenge for what you’ve done, and for what you missed.

The flames are close now, licking and hissing and craving…they will be sated. You can feel the heat but your body shakes, icy fingers caressing your spine. It’s beginning for the last time, this is almost the end. Smoke fills your lungs, you lose the power you had over words; they won’t save you now. All your charms have abandoned you as the wood and fire begin to sing, and your skin begins to scream. This fire, this beast will strip you down to your bones, it will see and hear and taste everything you have been and done and wanted. The torrid air will have you now.

Black like the depths of the ocean takes you, rips you from the light and throe. Deafening silence wraps you like a tomb. You reach out in the darkness, but there is nothing. The black tightens around your throat like murderous hands come to finish the job. Is this what you wanted? Is THIS what you plead for when the world turns its back? We were made to burn, we will all be ash.

You wanted do dance with the fire, you sought to touch what the gods breathed to life. You sold your soul to the devil for the ride of your life…but you didn’t read the fine print.

This is love, this is suicide.

What comes now?

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