Tempest

Posted: January 28, 2015 in Uncategorized

American Drabbles

Tempest

Rick Thomas

Rick Thomas, author, editor, administrator of American Drabbles

From afar she watched the storm clouds encircle the village.
They called her “tramp”, “whore”, “WITCH!”
Hauled out of town on a fence rail!!!
She began twirling and swaying in a chaotic yet rhythmic fashion.
Cursing, swearing, spitting.
Her face a mask of hatred and rage!
The storm assaulted the small village …
Hail, thunder, powerful wind.
Each stomp of her left foot sent lightning crashing into the village.
Having leaped, screamed, stomped, and danced to exhaustion she fell to the ground clutching at herself, moaning with pleasure, smile upon her face!
In the distance fires raged, screams filled the air!

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