Challenge
Challenge of the Month II
The Gift. Write the story of a gift, passed from one hand to another. Perhaps it is a heart-warming gesture of kindness and goodwill. Or perhaps it is something more foreboding, more sinister. Perhaps it is a simple, material object. Or perhaps it is something more amorphous, more esoteric. Whatever it is, it must be a gift. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
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The damned, the poison, the evil.
Violent vomiting. I stand outside his room and listen. To a man checked-out from life.
A gift of darkness. The perfect place to forge my words, in the abyss and fires of hell.
It’s a storm I inherit. A despair I relish. It brings purpose to my wrath.
And as I sob, relentlessly, each night, for everything I cherish, and all that tears my heart apart...
... I’m stronger for the demons. My fuliginous blood sparking with indignation and fury.
For it’s a gift. As your soul crushes - your heart hardens and your eyes see.
The light is easy to navigate. Show me the damned, the poison, the evil you’ve steered.
Give me hope, for the man I love, as his hours left of life... tick... tick... tick away.