“the storytellers” excerpt: faster, faster, faster!

  faster, faster, faster!
     oh, wind, please stop pushing me backward.
i need to catch up —
the wind howls in my ears
grabs at my arms, legs, hair. engulfs me in a mini tornado.
dark, wet leaves wildly dance about, and the trees can barely stand still, and i can barely keep going
but, please
i have to. i need to.
my legs trip over branches, and twigs, and there is no opening.
no opening.
large waving twig arms, and old, rotting trees cover the sky
block the clouds
the darkness and fog work with the wind
they keep pushing at me, pushing at me, throwing rocks, dead leaves, anything it can find at me.
i have to close my eyes,
     and i trip
and i keep falling, and falling
i gulp
     and try to breathe
     but the air refuses to come to me
i open my mouth to scream
but my voice turns into bubbles
and something strange is entering my lungs and
i knew i should have taken those swimming lessons
i stop trying to call out to someone, anyone,
because no one else lives here anyway
no one else but me exists here
in this world where the sun never rises.
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One thought on ““the storytellers” excerpt: faster, faster, faster!

  1. Sometimes the wind feels like a great gust from Aeolus! The sound is like a dragon’s roar and the trees rumble like a stampede of elephants. t’s always darkest before the dawn 🙂 i wish I finished my swimming lessons too…still doggy paddling lol.

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