Seal of Destiny
“Mira Herald strapped on her extra-small, hot pink sparring gloves and prepared to assault the heavy bag, replaying the horrors of her nocturnal freak show. Fight training had become her refuge, her armor against the vulnerability of a petite frame and the accumulated scourges of abuse. Now she’d use her skills to battle this new siege. With a sniff to chase away the lingering odor of sewer, Mira began her attack.
Pop, pop, pop. Each strike brought forth a new detail of her long-recurring dream. Mud-caked clothing. Iron cuffs locking her in place. The warbling, off-key tune of some obscure lullaby.
She switched to a series of six-jab combos, the bag morphing into the image of her after-dark tormentor. Thin lips. Yellow, jagged teeth dripping with spittle. The diseased, greenish tone of his flesh, veins dark and bulging beneath its mottled surface. His forked tongue that flicked out against her cheek like a serpent scenting its prey.
Muscles burning, Mira ignored the pain an...d continued to pummel her phantom assailant.MoreLess
Pop, pop, pop. Each strike brought forth a new detail of her long-recurring dream. Mud-caked clothing. Iron cuffs locking her in place. The warbling, off-key tune of some obscure lullaby.
She switched to a series of six-jab combos, the bag morphing into the image of her after-dark tormentor. Thin lips. Yellow, jagged teeth dripping with spittle. The diseased, greenish tone of his flesh, veins dark and bulging beneath its mottled surface. His forked tongue that flicked out against her cheek like a serpent scenting its prey.
Muscles burning, Mira ignored the pain an...d continued to pummel her phantom assailant.MoreLess
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
User Reviews: