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Animus
Still and silent they lie there. Eyes open, unfocused. Bound to the earth, sinews stretched and torn. The teeth of their shackles bites into soft flesh. Copper tang of blood, salt of sweat. Overwhelming.
These great beasts, entangled in chains. Struck down millenia ago and left to rot and die.
The earth blankets them in their unsleep, light covering of moss and sand layers year after year.
Still they breathe on, conserving, saving, healing.
One day they will burst forth from the earth, the chains that bind them now will rust away. For now they rest, and dream of nightmarish revenge.
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This weeks ficktion piece inspired by Encadenado by extremely talented flickr user Skymix. Possibly the shortest piece I've written for flicktion yet. The picture itself is amazing, I'm just not sure my words could do it justice.
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Comment by Donal Murphy on September 24, 2007 at 9:07am
- I didn't think you had, it just struck me.
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Comment by Elimare on September 24, 2007 at 8:56am
- Heh, I was wondering if anyone would make that connection. I hadn't planned it btw.
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- In his house at R’lyeh, dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
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Comment by aquafortis on September 21, 2007 at 2:19am
- Yeah, the healing is very...frightening. It's like a sort of "revenge of the mistreated planet" or something.
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Comment by TadMack on September 14, 2007 at 3:13pm
- I don't know, dude, the words and the pictures together are pretty great stuff. I'm completely freaked out that they're HEALING down there...
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