The change in air pressure was a sign . . . the thunder, the rain, the lightening just a part of the show. It was always there, sitting, waiting and now it was time. Time to sharpen its talons. Time to sink them deep into her flesh, ensnaring her in its hold.
She braced herself for she knew what was coming but still it took her by surprise. The intensity, the force, the searing pain. Stumbling, clutching her head she searched for some kind of remedy. Something that could release its grasp and banish it back to whence it came.
The thunder passed overhead and became a low rumble in the distance. Flashes of lightening noticeably absent as the clouds parted and hope shone through. She felt the internal shift as each talon slowly retracted and the searing pain was replaced with a dull ache.
Powerful and beautiful! What a wonderful post - both words and image!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Marcie :0)
DeleteUgh, I know that feeling... hope you are better by now. I am in love, love, love with that image!!
ReplyDeleteI've been meaning to ask you how things are going with the move, are you all settled in?
xo
Wow! You left me begging for more!
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me that I'm going to see one of my all time favorite Hitchcock movies, "The Birds", on the big screen in a couple of weeks. Can't wait!
Very striking.
ReplyDeleteYour descriptions of the pain, digging in its talons are searing and heart-breaking. I hope you are doing better today.
ReplyDeleteThe image is so striking, mesmerizing. And I can relate too well to your description of hard pain. Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteExtraordinary post Kathryn! I hope the pain abates, and that your next post shows the bluebird of happiness :^)
ReplyDeleteI continue to be amazed at your ability to create powerful images and words in the midst of pain. You are an inspiration!
ReplyDeleteWow! What an incredible image! And your words are so SO perfect!
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