The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 6

“I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They cried—“La Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!”
John Keats

Agony of Ecstasy 06b

Alexandra Drăgana

Scene 6

A shield Maiden fresh from battle walked painfully to the edge of the white cliffs overlooking the sea. She knelt in the thick grass and leaned back on her calves and propped her chin on the pommel of her short sword. Her breath came quick and shallow. The breeze blowing in from the sea mixed with the damp roots of the grass to cool her body and the chaos in her mind. The heat caused by a melee to give death to the Saxon pigs and adrenaline drained out of her leaving her numb and weary. The fates had not favored her on this day. Continue reading “The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 6”

Advertisements

Fiery Forbidden Love

“War seems like a fine adventure, the greatest most will ever know. And the knights come down on them, faceless men clad in all steel, and the iron thunder of their charge seems to fill the world.” ― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows

Warrior Dragon

  Recently, the subject of forbidden love came up in delightful conversation with Fiery. Forbidden love. It is a subject of keen interest. It has the implications of heated romance and terrible consequence. I remember what it looks like, how it feels, the salty, sweet taste of it. How many ways can we be forbidden our innate nature? Continue reading “Fiery Forbidden Love”

The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 5

“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ” ― George Carlin

Agony and Ecstasy V

Alexandra Drăgana

Scene 5

Alexandra looked at Cezar’s dark eyes. The harshness was gone, transformed to that same look as the policewoman who took her away from the scene of her parent’s murder. It was the pain of knowledge. The woman knew Alexandra’s fate long before Alexandra became aware. And here it was again, on the face of the man who had bought her from her surrogate father who would not part with her for any small sum. She needed to know more. Continue reading “The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 5”

The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 4

“The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.” ― Anaïs Nin

Agony of Ecstasy IV

Alexandra Drăgana

Scene 4

The bench was wide and well padded. It felt good on Alexandra’s back as she braced her feet on the steel legs and let her knees open. The non-slip surface of the foot braces gripped the bottom of her shoes providing the needed support for the hard push she knew was coming.   Continue reading “The Agony of Ecstasy-Scene 4”

Voyeuristically Yours

“Literature is a kind of legitimate voyeurism through the keyhole of language where you really come to know other people’s lives”― Chaim Potok

MOTC-4a

Alexa gathered Mariah’s hair from around her face with her fingers and ran the brush through her hair.  They sat on the floor, silk robes flowing loose over their fresh skin in pleats. Alexa’s smooth strokes of the brush soothed Mariah’s anxious heart as she held out her fingers and blew on them to let the French tips dry on her nails. Continue reading “Voyeuristically Yours”