“The coming of the storm snuck in like an army of ants. Tiny but strong in numbers, the rain fell with sudden rage. Like angry fists pounding at my flesh, the rain beat my tired, limp body as I lay helpless on this grave of dirt. Left here to rot by the monsters who stole my soul, I have no strength to move. I can feel the rain sting my flesh as it pokes at my lacerations like a curious finger probing my bloody open wounds. I don’t even have the energy to scream! The sound that comes from my mouth is like that of a mouse, barely audible, especially over the storm. The deafening thunder accompanying the storm continuously rings through my head until another crash pierces through my ears and the lightning flashes bombard my vision, causing my mind to visualize monsters and demons just waiting in the shadows for the perfect chance to devour me. My conscious mind has now taken refuge somewhere inside myself as I struggle to remain alert. Maybe it would be better if I just gave in to my pain completely; to go to sleep; to not fight the storm any longer. Then I notice, the daggers of rain are no longer coming down as fiercely as they were. The rain has lessened its torment to mere thuds on my bruised body and the thunder no longer causes my mind to shrivel with fear and pain. I am also now able to move a little, and curl up in the fetal position, trying to protect myself somewhat. I lay in this position for what feels like hours, fear and pain paralyzing my desire to escape. A sound in the forest revives my consciousness, causing me to remember my fate. Fearing that my monsters may return to make sure I’m dead, I try to rise. My brittle, beaten bones fail me, and I collapse back on the ground like jell-o. This is when I see you. Out of the forest, you seem to glide towards me. Maybe it’s just my faulty vision, but I swear you glow like an angel. Stillness now rushes over the storm, and as if obeying a strict command, the rain ceases to fall, the lighting is blown out, and the thunder is silenced. I no longer feel any fear or pain. It seems that with a glance, you have erased them from my senses, replacing them with hope and calm. Peace wraps around me as you lift me into your soothing arms and a serenity unlike I have ever known fills the soul I feared I had lost, as you carry me away to my home.”
This can be taken literally or as a look inside a tormented mind. You take your pick. As far as who or what the “monsters” are and who the “rescuer” is….that is for you to decide. It’s all about perception, our own emotions while reading, and our own experiences. Feel free to comment. I think you’ll find there may be many ideas.