Leah stood at the edge of the cliff and screamed-
DAMIENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
The scream continued….it reverberated against the mountain range far away and the water deep below.
Slowly and suddenly cracks began to appear in the snow at the peaks. The water below picked up her wail and began to howl with the torrid wind.
The wind picked up and blew the snow away baring the rocky surface beneath.
The cracks started spreading through the rocks and reached the tree laden lower parts of the hills. The wind tore the trees and thrashed them at the water.
The water began rising and the ocean unleashed its wrath on the hapless shores all around.
The people began screaming and scampering for safety but the skies broke down and thunders tore down houses and burnt the fields. Giant waves lashed against the lands and gulped them down. Fire tore out from the belly of the earth and hissed when the molten insides shot out to the heavens and fell back on the icy cold mad mass of liquid land.
Far above from another sky stood the Son of the Fallen Angel watching the spectacle.
Leah with her flowing hair and flaming eyes stood on one single still standing cliff submerged till her toes with water and fire and molten earth.
This was "exquisite". The imagery reminded me of the boy in The Alchemist who blew up the desert with his prayer. So did Leah blow up the sea (and the earth) with her scream. Leah is powerful.
ReplyDeleteEvery sentence added to the description above filled me with a feeling i really cannot describe..wow..
ReplyDeleteTo me this was wrath, fury in its purest form..perhaps for loss..or for pain..i say purest form because that holds in it the kind of power that Leah is shown to have..
ReplyDeleteReally liked the powerful words in this description..the last line was such an opposite..gr8 work!!!
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ReplyDeleteThank you all..
ReplyDelete@Turbulent- can be all of this and/or more.
This is how I perceive it - All the elements of nature collectively and in a synchronized fashion, tried to comprehend Leah's screams; screams that could have been anything, scream of pain, regrets, questions, confusions, wrath, longing, et cetera. But failing to do so, nature accepts defeat and bows to Leah, falling at her feet, ashamed of the turbulence they had created, the destruction they had brought, and in spite of all such heroics and sacrifices they were naught to succeed in their conquest.
ReplyDeleteWell, this is just my perception. As you've said, it can me all of those and/or more.
yes..i know it can be a lot more.. :) ..but that is how i saw it
ReplyDeleteTurbulent..you would always be the best..because you are a woman..
ReplyDeleteArrow! I already sent my comments to you!