WEEK 9 CONTENDERS: Johnny 6 Feet vs Adverse AD WINS

Adverse · 05-28-2020, 03:45 AM

Ungh…
She pulled her defeated head from the dirt, surrounded by blue
An explosion of hydrangeas and larkspur, standing tall in full bloom
Picking gravel from her black hair, all she can remember is her fall was painful
She manages to sit, as the waves in her dresses’ hem splash across her ankles
Examining her surroundings, unfamiliarity in the pit of her stomach
Shadowy forest contrasted by a path lit by colorful toadstools, luminescent fungus..
Last thing she remembers was laying in a hospital bed, she soberly reminisces
Dozing off to visions of chasing a crow in the distance…
Could almost graze it with her fingertips, she drew closer, within inches
Then she remembers falling for what felt like an eternity..but was over in an instance
Scraping debris off her skinned knees she heard the crow's voice echo in the blackness
Hastily, she ran down the predestined road until she reached a rocky, narrow passage
She made ease of it slithering her slender body through the rocky crevices
Her skin a canvas for the maroons of wounds and bruised violets as she finally exited
Climbing to the surface a sweet breath of wind caressed her smilin face
She shut her eyes and heard its lie “go ahead and rest child, you’re safe”
But as she pried open her blue iris, she saw a sight that looked like she dreamt wide awake
A vast land lie before her, rivers, meadows, deserts, lion, tigers, reptiles and snakes!
With nothing to navigate but her heart, she placed a firm hand on her breast
She analyzed the world around here quickly, adjusting herself to stand to the west
Looking across a barren wasteland to a sea of clouds, across the scenic mountains
She could see it now, the crow bobbing up and down off balance from the clock inside its talons
She heard the monotonous “tick tock” her heart followed the rhythm, scheduled to beat
Cracking a determined smirk, she hit stride down the cliff sides at incredible speeds
Kicking back the sediment with her feet, she quickly traverses the terrain
Got one hawk’s eye on the crow through the trees, searchin for her prey
Muscles burning through her legs, but she’s defiant her nerves won’t ever shake
Hurdling over groups of serpents on parade puts her true courage on display
She chases the Crow around a seemingly unending bend to see it fly through a passage
A dark purple portal that is seemingly a rip through times fabric
Before she knows it she lands on the other side, it’s peaceful, it’s quite, it baffles her
She’s amazed upon looking skyward, the entire thing is painted shades of magenta and lavenders
Two different varieties going in conflicting directions, adjacent in the sky
Storks and crows all carrying clocks, some bringing while the others taking time
She squints her eyes staring into the blinding, dying evening horizon
Characterized by his blue tinted feathers, she’s out to spot her crow then she finds him
Mid-murder, moving mechanically down the drifting conveyor belt…
She finds a cliff side to scale, one last chance to try and save herself
She reaches the peak, winded, but determined in her mind…
Hurtin from the climb, but she scurries down the line…
Jumping from the cliff face she makes one last desperate swipe like a surgeon on a dime…..
……...and she wakes up in the hospital bed, the doctor exclaiming “well Missy I guess you’ve bought a little time!”

05-28-2020, 03:45 AM	#5
Adverse low tide in serotonin bay Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 2,752 Battle Record: 37-28 Champed - GWL Picture Challenge - Guerrilla Writing League - Black August II Rep Power: 15446146	Ungh… She pulled her defeated head from the dirt, surrounded by blue An explosion of hydrangeas and larkspur, standing tall in full bloom Picking gravel from her black hair, all she can remember is her fall was painful She manages to sit, as the waves in her dresses’ hem splash across her ankles Examining her surroundings, unfamiliarity in the pit of her stomach Shadowy forest contrasted by a path lit by colorful toadstools, luminescent fungus.. Last thing she remembers was laying in a hospital bed, she soberly reminisces Dozing off to visions of chasing a crow in the distance… Could almost graze it with her fingertips, she drew closer, within inches Then she remembers falling for what felt like an eternity..but was over in an instance Scraping debris off her skinned knees she heard the crow's voice echo in the blackness Hastily, she ran down the predestined road until she reached a rocky, narrow passage She made ease of it slithering her slender body through the rocky crevices Her skin a canvas for the maroons of wounds and bruised violets as she finally exited Climbing to the surface a sweet breath of wind caressed her smilin face She shut her eyes and heard its lie “go ahead and rest child, you’re safe” But as she pried open her blue iris, she saw a sight that looked like she dreamt wide awake A vast land lie before her, rivers, meadows, deserts, lion, tigers, reptiles and snakes! With nothing to navigate but her heart, she placed a firm hand on her breast She analyzed the world around here quickly, adjusting herself to stand to the west Looking across a barren wasteland to a sea of clouds, across the scenic mountains She could see it now, the crow bobbing up and down off balance from the clock inside its talons She heard the monotonous “tick tock” her heart followed the rhythm, scheduled to beat Cracking a determined smirk, she hit stride down the cliff sides at incredible speeds Kicking back the sediment with her feet, she quickly traverses the terrain Got one hawk’s eye on the crow through the trees, searchin for her prey Muscles burning through her legs, but she’s defiant her nerves won’t ever shake Hurdling over groups of serpents on parade puts her true courage on display She chases the Crow around a seemingly unending bend to see it fly through a passage A dark purple portal that is seemingly a rip through times fabric Before she knows it she lands on the other side, it’s peaceful, it’s quite, it baffles her She’s amazed upon looking skyward, the entire thing is painted shades of magenta and lavenders Two different varieties going in conflicting directions, adjacent in the sky Storks and crows all carrying clocks, some bringing while the others taking time She squints her eyes staring into the blinding, dying evening horizon Characterized by his blue tinted feathers, she’s out to spot her crow then she finds him Mid-murder, moving mechanically down the drifting conveyor belt… She finds a cliff side to scale, one last chance to try and save herself She reaches the peak, winded, but determined in her mind… Hurtin from the climb, but she scurries down the line… Jumping from the cliff face she makes one last desperate swipe like a surgeon on a dime….. ……...and she wakes up in the hospital bed, the doctor exclaiming “well Missy I guess you’ve bought a little time!”