I am being dragged
My feet splayed out behind me
scuffing the tips of my boots
A small cloud of dust
encompasses me
as I hold on
for all I am worth
There are days when I have control
of the thing
and days
like today
when I do not
I knew its course
It had been targeting my antagonist
for some time
I wanted him dead too
But not now
Not yet
To my amazement
it struck
without hesitation
Dragging me
through the blood and the gore
I had no choice
but to become part
of the appalling onslaught
The cursor savored
the joy
within the protagonist
as it ends the life of
the villain
The cursor has won
Today
I’m breathless
my pulse is pounding
I finally release my hold
on the cursor
My hands shake
as I add the final period
End of scene
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
*With it being close to Halloween, I thought this might be a
fun post to repeat. I hope you enjoyed this.
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