Chapter & Verse
- Jack
- Dec 14, 2016
- 2 min read
A selection of Prose and Poetry from our current & past students
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Opening to Dream Etching by Jack Major
Startled, I awoke at twilight to the ear wrenching sound of my bedroom window being forced open from the outside by a mysterious figure who, to my relief, seemed to have encountered some resistance due to the fact that they were suspended an impressive distance off the floor. As the window gradually opened, so increased my heart rate to twice the rate, as though they were connected, as though my life depended on the distance between the window and the ledge remaining as minimal as physically possible. Fear paralysed my legs and crept up my body, constricting my spine and elongating its tendrils along my arms, immobilising me completely. I could do nothing but stare as pale slender fingers appeared from the now gaping hole in my bedroom and proceeded to cautiously slink their way in, revealing a bare naked arm that lacked any true structure with its tendons protruding precariously out from under the thin layer of flesh.
It was at that moment that the menacing limb froze and the window spontaneously shattered, neither inwards nor outwards, but rather downwards, with every shard falling to implant itself deeply in the frozen arm that had invited itself into my home. Surprisingly, neither the shattering of my window or the embedment of glass into the now red tainted arm added to my feeling of anxiety; however, the lack of response from the creature to the evident pain shocked me to such an extent that I collapsed, convulsing and panicking, petrified but accepting of my fate, striking the wooden headboard with an audible thud, losing the ability to sense as my brain shut down and I fell into a deep slumber.
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