This is a continuation from my Tantalizing Tuesday post, The Mask of Love . (Click the title link) Please read part one first.
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The Masks of Love…Part 2
by: ER Pierce ©2012
Cordelia lay with her cheek upon the soft, springy moss, pouring the pain back into the earth that cursed her.
She tore off her mask and gloves, throwing them as far away as she could. The sky above her turned dark at her blatant defiance. The tears streamed down her face causing her makeup to cascade and create a kaleidoscope of color. She was a beautiful mess.
Her body ached from the tremors and wracking soul deep sobs. All their agony coursed within her, and she’d had to hold it all inside and filter the negative energy back into light. Now her desolate and depleted body thrummed as sweat beaded down her spine. Her nerves were alive with electricity, the fine hair on her arms stood stalk straight.
Her fingers raked down her face as she screamed up into the sky, “Why me! Why did you choose me for this?” Her pulse danced a chaotic punch line and her thoughts beat a frantic chorus against her temples.
The sky opened as the God of Thunder showed his wrath and let the rain loose. Cordelia pounded her fists against the earth as her mind and heart shattered like the stone strewn all around her.
“How did I get here?” She asked the wind with a plea, “Why did I allow this to happen.” She closed her eyes, trying in vain to forget her mistakes – all her missteps and misdeeds. All the ways she messed up despite her good intentions. The road may be paved with nobility, but if you’re not careful you could end up on the wrong path with no idea how you got there.
Or whether it’s possible to get back.