Death To All Flesh excerpt 2
Here is a text-only sample from ‘Death To All Flesh,’ a work in progress visual narrative of mine, written in purple, poetic, nineteenth century style Gothic prose. It’s a supernatural horror tale in the mold of Poe, Lovecraft, Joseph Conrad. I regularly post images that are intended for this work here on the site, but this is the pure text itself.
It’s still a long way from completion, and has grown considerably in size these past few months. It’s around 20,000 words at this point and counting, I believe. A friend asked for an update, though, so I thought I would post a very small bit of it here. The excerpt should speak for itself, it’s primarily about mood and tone, but for those who want to read more you can go to the following link:
from ‘Death To All Flesh.’
Cloaked in the native darkness
Of the tides
The souls of the dead and the damned
Have bewitched us.
Through the skins
Of the children
And take our wives as they please.
They work to mutual effect,
United in form
All in one frenetic
Unconcerned and unaccustomed
To gender, to race,
They are a polyglot.
When they try on their altered forms
Slipping in and out of our carcasses
And our shades
Their infiltration and encroachment
Those they leave behind are husked
All these debased and weightless things
Are joined together as one.
They force their way
Through a membrane, through a barrier
And take great license with our souls.
And their desires in the night
Undertake a scrupulous human form.
© 2013 Gregory H. Russell