SAVING A SERVANT

SAVING A SERVANT

BY TAMMY HENDRIX

Her desperate heartbeat translucently erupted announcing her awareness in lack of understanding of the extraordinary events to come. Aloof and frantic in thought, she could feel the air transform into an intense thickness of ominous proportions. Her mind raced wondering if her constant rebellion against the unseen forces that be and surrounded her always- that she could not comprehend, had given cause for deserved retribution.

A formidable force embodied with contempt like she had never experienced before did fixate slithering glances of ill will that were anything but subtle upon her naive awareness. The evil did guide her soul into a realm of desolation. Its deceitful eyes were replaced with a look of loving care.

Then with vicious malice the demon tore from her her clothing and descended upon her with extraordinary strength far beyond her ability to resist. An excruciating fear consumed her as she made an honorable attempt to abolish the horrifying events unfolding. The "matter-of-fact" look upon the face of evil informed her of his intentions to sacrifice her for his ultimate power.

Her efforts to survive excited the demon. The more she attempted to ward off the terrifying presence the more she fed his explosive will. The struggle did paramount into the very definition of purgatory. And now armed with immeasurable strength and with sheer enjoyment he did force her arms to be of no use giving way to the sadistic of his intentions. It became imminently clear the power he had over her as he consummated his dominance with a gash into her flesh. What pleasure the demon did take in the incessant torture of the innocent. With teeth that of Satan himself he did bite sharply into her untouched porcelain breasts. Innocence poured from her body, dripping red within. With absolute terror consuming her the demon took a hold of the very limbs that use to walk her away from him. And with a hand upon each knee he thrust apart her only protection revealing her still impending womanhood. Empowered with dominance the evil lunged onto her feasting of her once virginity. The force with which he did destroy caused violent shooting pain to pervade her entire body. Her relentless hands beat upon his body until release provided her with an opportunity she took without thought. The innocent grasped tightly the seat atop her head to pull her bleeding body towards it in an attempt to escape when the arms of the sadist thwarted her will back onto the floor restricting her body with his. He then proceeded to feed upon her back. Her screams were captured by the vast surrounding of land and trees. And with explicable rage he threw her over, tore open her legs and stole from her her last hopes for the future, her youth, her dreams, her security and nay her very soul. He jabbed into her a weapon of destruction in a mission to inflict unbearable agony.

However, unwittingly the evil delivered her into oblivion. With a forced gasp her screams were replaced with utter nothingness. Anguish gave way to a stillness that exalted her true unified existence into all. Her truth penetrated all things.

Growing from within she became the physical of not only the innocent but the attacker as well.

She was now the earth, the trees and the grass. She was the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars and all spaces in between. Innocent became the purest form of existence.

Suddenly, from the nothingness an assuredly, peaceful, familiar voice communicated...

"BECOME CALM"

And so she was.