From: fscll@acad3.alaska.edu (Chris Lott)
Newsgroups: rec.arts.poems
Subject: Re: A Prose
Date: 6 Apr 92 22:22:18 GMT
Organization: University of Alaska Fairbanks

In article <1992Apr3.210119.26879@raven.alaska.edu>, EPhantom@darknova.acf-lab.alaska.edu (A figment of your imagination) writes:
> An excerpt from Dragon's Journal. The character in this prose is going
> through a delusion perceived from reality caused by a heavy fever.
> I request that no one reprint or repost this with out without my consent. 
> 
>                                June ?, 1977
> 
>           The swirling mist  tore at my body.  Its claws angerly mocking
>    as blue and red waves  passed around me.  Continuously,  unrelenting, 
>    it came again and again twisting and rushing about me. After taunting
>    me forever,  the mist called to its aid  glowing,  burning eyes, that
>    growled fiercely with teeth of dancing light. The eyes never blinked,
>    pouring from them  their searing heat.  The mist swirled around never
>    ceasing its strikes against me.   From the mist came hideous pouncing
>    shadows.  They moved  around and about   stalking,  back  and  fourth
>    weaving  in and out  of the mist    poised for attack,   daunting and 
>    grunting, hissing ...the eyes burning me with their motionless stair.  
>    Defenseless, paralyzed, I watch, shadows moving in...  Unable to even
>    defend my self  with a threatening growl or hiss.   The mist heckles,
>    tearing, around and around, never stopping. The shadows advance under
>    eyes of burning stone,  circling,  weaving in and out of the mist and
>    light,  weapons of darkness about them,  they attack.  Defenseless, I 
>    unable to move.  Shadows cover me with their darkness, cutting me off 
>    from the relentless eyes of light, trapping in with its searing heat.
>    And the mist mocks.   Talons raking about me.   Searing pain,  as the
>    unseen shadows  poke at me  in the darkness.  Hissing  and  grunting.
>    Hollering and hissing.  Again and again they strike,  the mist always 
>    close behind  near  far  around,   blackness about me  unseen shadows
>    poking, pushing, taunting.  Endless.  The shadows cease.  Hissing and
>    grunting the mist's phantoms retreat back with in. Always on the edge.
>    The unseen eyes  growl and roar.   The mist taunts,  claws ever about
>    swirling striking.  The growling continues on and on,  louder softer,
>    on and on.   Roaring   on  and  on.   The mist silences the growling.
>    Coldness,  pounding heat.  Hissing and grunting.  Motionless, moving.
>    Swirling around and around.  Phantoms of the mist striking me heavily
>    on my side, causing unyielding pain. The shadows appear sweeping away
>    the darkness  with flooding light,  fire through the mist.   The mist
>    about  mocking,  clawing.  Harsh,  burning,  the grunting and hissing
>    continues,  weaving in and out of the mist.  The fire fades,  shadows
>    move back into the swirling mist.   Blackness.   Mist ever in motion,
>    circling, clawing.  Blackness.  Blue and red waves passing around me.
>    Blackness.  Swirling mist taring at my body.  Blackness.  
>    Ever in motion.  Blackness.  Unrelenting.
>    Blackness.
> 
> 
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>      DO NOT REPOST OR REPRINT WITH OUT AUTHORS WRITTEN CONSENT
>      All RIGHTS RESERVED EPhantom@darknova.acf-lab.alaska.edu
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> ~  ...........  .......          .           .       .            ~
> ~  .            .      .        Nasha tai no kasei!         .   . ~
> ~  ...          .......           .            .                  ~
> ~  .            .               Prosperity and Long Life, To You. ~
> ~  .... xisting . hantom              .             .             ~
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On the other hand, disregard the first post. Also, pay close attention to
grammar, thematic consistency, and voice in your writing, and perhaps spend a
little less time  worrying that someone is going to steal your work and
building up your signature to ease insecurities about posting-- you are
already posting anonymously!

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|  Christopher L. Lott  --- Poet and Pauper                |
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