Lust & TemptationA Story by EJ's Horror We've all been tempted by desire. A taste of the forbidden fruit and the lust of a young Man's sexual desire and how it had shaped the lives of all those around him, permanently!
The rain, had fallen and splattered on the sea of black umbrellas of the mourning crowd.
They had gathered in silence as the Priest stood out as the only white colour amongst those group of black garments.
The scriptures read by him as his alter boy held an umbrella over the Priest's tome, fell upon death ears of those closest.
Many had been preoccupied crafting mental recollections of their family member and friend.
Shanelle, herself had seen what had happened. She knew how her Boyfriend had fallen to the realm of Hel, lady of the underworld.
She had seen for herself Death, literally Death. The image of Death had played clearly in her mind, She remembered Death as a Woman with pail-white skin, hallowed out eyes. Death wore nothing but a large black-coat. Except the head, she was the likeness of a normal naked mortal Woman.
Death had lured Tommy, closer to her. After they had both ingested mushrooms, it had soon became clear that Tommy had eaten the wrong one, a poison one, one that had mimicked it's psychedelic cousin, like witch craft.
Death was the Woman that had lured Tommy to his death. Death used the same tactic she had to lure Men for thousands of years. She would arouse them by inflating her breasts, or laying out an hourglass to show any person, their lost; Friends, relatives even pets.
Shanelle had remembered by her beloved now laid in that box, never to be opened again. Only to have his body locked in his coffin and his spirit to follow the allure that many younger Men could have been tempted to.
She had tried to explain to the Police, Tommy's Mother and Brother what had happened, but could you honestly believe someone who had taken psychoactive drugs during the time of any incident?
She saw Death lactate and suffocate Tommy with her, toxic, black milk. But why did Tommy follow another Woman? Didn't he feel she was his world?
Shanelle felt so confused, she felt willing to do anything for an answer, anything for her much needed closure.
Why did Death's presence turn her mind to sorrow and her heart black? Was to witness someone drinking the black-milk also removes the soul from their body?
As the box that kept her love lowered deeper and deeper into the cold, wet and dark earth, Shanelle had felt a kick in the lump that grew in her belly …
… Perhaps Death was willing to trade? … If not she knew how to summon her regardless...
© 2018 EJ's HorrorAuthor's Note
Featured Review
Reviews
|
StatsAuthor
EJ's HorrorRural, Queensland, AustraliaAboutMonsters surround us everyday, we just don't see them until it's too late. more..Writing
|
![[send message]](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/mail.png){kind=small}
![[befriend]](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/friend.png){kind=small}
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Read Request
My Library
Flag Writing
