Aspasia - The Island - 9/16/07

[luciac]

She clawed her arms open, created rivulets of blood down her face, dripping into her eyes and coloring her lips. A line, deep across the top of her left breast, came from a blade rather than her own hands.

Then, the woman rubbed dirt into the wounds, deliberately.

Comments

[maskandmirror]

Wow. Incredibly powerfully done, dear.

[joemekhet]

dirt rubbed in wounds, left to dry, but not to heal.

stark Imagery, and as beautiful as always.

[rakshaka]

you write so well, but you knew that

Wish I had more to give.

[dementia_diary]

I hate to give words of praise to you all the time without any real meat to the post, I sometimes wonder about people who just reply with "awesome" if they read it at all. While there are LJs on my friends list I sometimes skim through or skip, yours I always read as I find your writing enjoyable and (even if not about my character) relavent due to the (as you said it above) ill-starred connection our pcs share... painted here in lovely shades of death and angst. I do look forward to the day we role-play together again. I have to wonder if time will make them any different towards each other or if when they meet up if it will be like no time passed at all and (as vampires) they will be eternally as they have always been.

As always, good stuff Kelley. I'm sure Jim will adore the post.

::hugs::

-Dee

[dallas_cave]

I lack words.

Beautiful, thank you. You helped me tell an amazing story and I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.

*hugs*