Each second unendurable, each moment a lifetime. “Swinging” between life and death, he stared. The enemy glared back and inched closer. The Superiority of his position and helplessness of the victim thrilled him. Struggle for freedom proved futile.
The flame of life flickered, desperate for escape. In vain.
One final step finished the ordeal.
The web gleamed. No signs of struggle.
The spider won.
Yet Again.
8 comments:
If somebody has not told you already, You are a born story teller!
Zip-Zap-Zoom and over before you even know it. Probably the shortest story of my life after, "Ek tha raja, ek thi raani. Dono mar gaye khatam kahani." All right, all right... this doesn't make sense... but your story does... very nice.
-CK-
Thank you all for sparing a minute precisely to read such an epic length post ;)
Nevertheless, I am a great fan of this genre of writing and will try something more on these lines. :)
When there is a narration, and yet there isn´t any, is born a narrative like this. Just as I was settling down on a warm and cosy seat to rest my posterior on, bam, it´s done and over with!
But yes, good narrative (where there was one!) .
Also, I personally am a fan of stories where the underdog upthrows the regime, and succeeds despite all expectations weighing him out in the battle of wits and brawns.
Can you narrate one such for me?
Was that a comment longer than the post? :P
Chinmaya,
As If your posts werent enough, now your comments also make me feel like i have done some good reading today. :)
Thanks for the longer-than-post-comment.
I will try to write what you have explicitly wished for..Lets see, if the underdog wins this time. :)
You have been tagged :)
http://varun-giridhara.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-is-in-air.html
Awesome web site, I hadn't come across trailingtales.blogspot.com previously during my searches!
Carry on the fantastic work!
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