Tag Archives: pain

Priestesses

Posted on September 27, 2018 by Helen

The priestesses haunt my dreams. they always have, even when I was a child. I do not know when I first saw them, when my parents first took me to a ritual, it is too long ago to recall. I … Continue reading →

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Headache

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Helen

One the third day of the headache he was beyond control. He’d had migraines all his life, and he knew what to do about them. He knew what days medication would work, and what ones he’d just have to lie … Continue reading →

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Schadenfreude – Twenty Four

Posted on February 21, 2016 by Helen

The first sign came from the original source – he looked at the comedy sites. Schaden was still posting. Days after the attack. His heart sank. He swallowed the bitter pill of knowledge. She wasn’t in some hospital. Even if … Continue reading →

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Animation – Three

Posted on May 22, 2015 by Helen

Combine this problem, as it seemed to me in my lost and loveless life, with my ugliness, and even my eventual fame did not allow me to reach out for affection that was in any way lasting or sincere. I … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Eighteen

Posted on April 16, 2015 by Helen

He returns later, about an hour later, to do the session. He apologises for his forgetfulness as though he has left his lover waiting. Perhaps he thinks he has, but it is crueller still to have given that brief time … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Seventeen

Posted on April 9, 2015 by Helen

It is working, she can tell. She sees it in his trembling lips, his gentle touch as he comes to her for their next session. The tears in his eyes, the genuine distress he feels in the moment before he … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Thirteen

Posted on March 12, 2015 by Helen

As more time passes, she is more resolute in her decision to see this as a challenge, like a boot camp for her mind, even though during this same extension of time the sessions make this increasingly hard to do.  … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Ten

Posted on February 19, 2015 by Helen

The yellow brick road is too bright too bright. The sky has a strange, doubled yellow glow, hurting the eyes. The rainbow is there, like she thought she heard someone say, and that’s calmer to look at. If she could … Continue reading →

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The Flavour of Spite – Nine

Posted on February 12, 2015 by Helen

  I placed the electrodes on either side of her perfectly skinned temples. I could see she was starting to realise what I mean by the journey, though she could not know it all yet, not really. Perhaps she has … Continue reading →

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