THE FALLEN (Prologue)

Feature Writer: EvilSmile

Feature Title: The Fallen (Prologue)

Published: 04.02.2019

Story Codes: Erotic Horror

Synopsis: Cast from a better afterlife, a soul is left in agony.

Author’s Notes: I intend on writing much more for this peculiar story. In order to do so I will need advice from readers like you. As normal, your constructive criticism will always be welcome.

The Fallen (Prologue)

My fading breath escapes my lungs as I hopelessly peer into the darkness to find fragments of my soul. I am unbound and lost within the throes of madness. With this newfound freedom, I trek through an unending field with no colors to guide my eyes. My pace soon quickens along with my beating heart while hasty steps carry me to sensations only divine light can bring. Its wonderful heat tickles my skin, spreading warmth over my naked body. However, I am still unable to see, even though darkness no longer surrounds me.

I feel as if I can run on air and move with no consequences to hold me back. I happily embrace the all consuming sensation and rush forward without the slightest idea of where I am going. Exhaustion fails to take hold of me, and I continue for what feels like days. Such time is soon lost on me since it all bleeds together with euphoria replacing all other emotions.
The intense sense of dread I once felt before leaving my earthly vessel is long gone. Bliss overtakes every fiber of my being while resonating with wonderful singing from above. The sounds of this choir start off slowly, deep voices carry higher ones that bring me to an unbelievable crescendo. The joyful noise does eventually stop, and I soon find it incredibly hard to move. My feet are kept in place, and for the first time, I am able to see.
White clouds part, revealing a blue sky one would only describe as astounding. Beings I am unfamiliar with elegantly glide downwards, greeting me with their beautifully honest bodies. I am also met with smiles from androgynous faces as they slowly raise their hands. With open palms facing upwards, they offer me passage through clouds that part once again. Without a single word, they whisk me away.

There are dozens more of their kind with feathered wings stretching outwards, all just as naked as me. Despite them taking notice of my arrival, I feel rather safe and welcome with no doubt in my mind. After hovering over those who look on from afar, I am brought before a single shaft of light. Its form is constantly changing, never keeping one shape for too long. I raise my hands to reach out and try to grab it while basking in its comforting warmth. As I inhale to speak, the world unexpectedly begins to shift.

Streaks of lightning flash across the sky as the once bright clouds turn an intimidating shade of grey with rolling thunder heard in the distance. I suddenly begin falling, and all I attempt to grab simply slips through my fingers. The elegant beings that once took me in have long since abandoned me. Now below me is the eye of a swirling storm. While descending, I am able to see flames at the storm’s center come dangerously close to my flailing body.

From this frightening place, I can also hear the tortured screams of the damned. Each cry for help speaks to me through a beguiling language. They willingly share much of their unrelenting torment. At my speed of descent, I ungracefully dive into a sea of crimson red and swim to dry land, knowingly drawing closer to those very screams.

I look up to find myself surrounded by walls made of rotting flesh, held in place by bones from gutted corpses. Within these walls are strong cages made from contorted bodies. Desperate people are kept like livestock, their hands reaching out from between holes in their cages as they beg for release. From afar, I can hear heavy footsteps that punctuate nightmarish shrieks of pain.

I drag myself to an isolated corner to watch the coming carnival of carnal impulses sweep over massive beasts with dark red flesh pulled taut over muscular frames. Their hulking bodies intertwine with those in captivity as large throbbing appendages penetrate and ravage the unwilling. I draw back in horror, placing my hands over my ears while looking away. However, I can still overhear the howls of depravity as merciless creatures violate defenseless victims.

My trembling body betrays me, attracting their attention. Fiendish creatures easily pull me towards their violent orgy, forcing me to join the collective. Without any warning I am held in place as sweat covered bodies recklessly collide with mine. Rhythmically undulating members begin draining strength from me. Their rough treatment is slowly becoming addictive, and I am left to perish for my past transgressions.

THE END OF THE PROLOGUE

 

2 thoughts on “THE FALLEN (Prologue)”

  1. What is it with people writing such interesting intro’s and then not going anywhere with them? Fucking teasers.

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