How The Demon Hunts
How the Demon Hunts
She took a long draw off the pipe and held the smoke in. As he watched her, he found himself matching her breath… her draw… the long hold… until the edges of his vision began to fade. She finally let it all out and he breathed again, too.
“It snuck up on me” she said, snapping him back to reality. “… kind of… I mean, I knew it was coming but I couldn’t do anything about it…. you know what I mean?" She hazarded a glance at him, hoping he’d show some sign that he did. He didn’t - or maybe he just didn’t let on. She didn’t want to have to explain it.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t, but that she didn’t. Pathetic… weak, she berated herself. She sighed and passed the pipe to him, turning her attention to the cup of brandy he’d poured for her and shrugged, "I couldn’t do anything about it." It was flat, but it would have to do.
He had asked - twice now - and she wanted to tell him, but this was not something she shared readily. She would just have to push through it, remaining factual, detached, for as long as she could. She set her jaw and continued. "It came me from somewhere in the shadows. I heard it’s whispers… I could almost smell it…” her lip twitched in disgust. “After a while, I almost got used to it tracking me. I ignored it for a while.. I could handle it, right?” A crooked smile twitched on her face, but her eyes never left the rim of her cup.
“It’s whispers were almost comforting; lies, of course, but familiar ones… ones I almost wanted to believe. It would be easier that way. " A sip from her cup; a steadying breath, and she could continue. "It slowly edged closer - and I felt it coming - felt it wrap it’s tendrils around my throat and squeeze." Her hand mimicked what she described as her eyes took on that far-away look they had when he roused her from the nightmares.
"They crawl up the back of my head, cover my eyes… fill my ears… and then it pulls me backward. It pulls me where I am weakest, where I can’t fight… and all the whispers, all the lies… the lies I can’t deny…" Tears welled in her eyes, despite her best efforts. She took a swig of brandy and swallowed them back hard.
"Hey…" he tried to interject, to break her narrative. If she’d glanced at him in that moment, she’d see that he did know all too well what she was talking about; he’d seen it too, felt it’s pull, and was just as helpless against it. He wanted to shake her back to this reality, to save her from this smothering presence. Isn’t that what he’d always wished for himself when it pulled at his throat? But all those useless words just hung thickly in his chest. For the first time since he met her, he feared her. No, not her, but her proximity to that demon that seemed to hunt them both.
She stared intro nothingness for a moment longer, then drained her glass. He opened another bottle of brandy.
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A new video series from Planned Parenthood is illustrating just how sexy consent is.
Published on Sept. 21, the four videos created by Planned Parenthood discuss consent and how integral it is in healthy hook ups and relationships. The videos cover topics including the definition of consent, and the signals to look out for when your partner is just not into it.
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The creativity, the effort, the absurdity... XD
Stand up! It's your right - take responsibility! DO IT!
Net Neutrality Dies On April 23
We just need one more vote to overrule the repeal of Net Neutrality
Please contact your Senators and Representatives urging them to vote for the CRA (Congressional Review Act)
List of Senators onboard for protecting Net Neutrality:
The Senators in red are the ones who are currently not voting so convince them to vote for the CRA: https://www.battleforthenet.com/scoreboard/
Text “RESIST” to 50409 to send an email to your Senators/Representatives! Tell them to vote for the CRA and give them details to persuade them on why Net Neutrality is so important and why it should be preserved. You can also call at 202-224-3121.
Script for phone calls:
Now get to it!! We only have until April 23rd to keep our Internet freedom otherwise.
Was tagged by @iamaweretoad to spell my name in song titles.
This was way harder than expected. I need a much longer name to do justice to my music library!
Digging in the Dirt - Peter Gabriel
Resolve - Foo Fighters
Altus Silva - Big Blue Ball
Gravity's Angel - Laurie Anderson
Over the End - Aram Zero
Northern Pastures - Two Steps from Hell
Sing Sang Sung - Big Phat Band
Brooklyn - Young Blood Brass Band
A Castle on the Sea - The Aviators
Road Less Traveled - Fringe Element
Bron yr Aur - Led Zepplin
Love big Burms... they're the Yellow Labs of snakes... big, dopey, docile, snuggle-bunnies. Retics... they are the wolves... always thinking, testing, checking out every opportunity (and I love them, too).
people who are afraid of snakes are fuckin’ WILD, like dude, just carefully step over these fat babies’ sausage bodies and gently move the burmese python chillin’ against the door, then you become unfathomably rich. i would do this for $10. i would do this for FREE.
Tug on a single thread...
Take time to be amazed
This is truly incredible.
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Found a few friends on this little holiday...Will show when I have bandwidth again.
Fictober day 1
Prompt: "Can you feel this?"
Warnings: suggestions of past trauma, sex
His fingers gently traced the scar below her belly, the scar from where life had been extracted form her so long ago. "Can you feel this?"
"No, I really can't." That wasn't exactly true. There were no nerve endings in scar tissue, but she could still feel the light of the life that had grown there. She could still feel the urge to recoil from that long-hidden part of her history. She could still feel a twinge of insecurity in letting him see, much less study, her disfigured torso. But she knew he didn't see it that way. What she saw as defects, he saw as pages in the story that was her; pages he relished reading again and again.
She ran her fingers through his hair. I really do love this man. The admission calmed her, somehow made her feel freer.
He gazed up at her, mischief in his eyes, a playfully-wicked curl on his lips. Her breath caught in her throat as his fingers slid downward. "Can you feel this?"
So cool! An online alternative that gives back! Love the "boredom busters" section.
To my dismay, the nearest bookshop to my major metropolitan area is over 67 miles away?! Oh, the misplaced priorities!
Local Bookstores Have A New Weapon In The Fight With Amazon
In the book industry, Amazon is Goliath, the giant who overshadows everyone else. But there’s a new David on the scene, Bookshop.org.
It doesn’t expect to topple the giant, but it has launched a weapon that could make Amazon’s shadow a little smaller, and help local bookstores fight back.
Bookshop.org, a website that went live at the end of January and is still in beta mode, is designed to be an alternative to Amazon, and to generate income for independent bookstores. And, perhaps more importantly, it seeks to give book reviewers, bloggers and publications who rely on affiliate income from “Buy now” links to Amazon a different option.
Profit from books sold through Bookshop will be split three ways, with 10% of the sale price going into a pool that will be divided among participating bookstores, 10% going to the publication that triggered the sale by linking to Bookshop.org, and 10% going to Bookshop.org to support its operations.
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