Of Snow and Demons.

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The sky was too low that day. The light, directionless and choking, illuminated the fallen corpse of my father at the bottom of the stairs.

A dark well filled with black water, my paternal reflection staring lifelessly back up at me. The Hitchcock steps seemed flimsy and unsubstantial, leaving only pulling space between me and the abyss.

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It snowed today. As warm as blood and as sharp as razors.

I've decided to take drawing seriously; I hope you will continue to support me with your acumen.

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Down.

My demon sat hunched against the twisted corpse of my father. Another face in the well.
"Howdy," he said.
American.
Dressed snappily in a dark three piece suit. The casual-slick hair and starring blue eyes behind the shades more intimidating than horns or hellfire could ever be. Those I could laugh-off as silly cliché, the three piece suit I could not.

A long, lazy trail of swirling smoke escaped the gaps between his lips and traversed the hollows and ridges of his face, clouding those eyes with blind whiteness. Thick water filled my nostrils; I scented tobacco, storms and sex.
Esoteric pleasures of the Adult world.
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Eyestrain's avatar
I love that words, when used effectively, are worth 1,000 pictures.
Mikenestin's avatar
Effective then?
Eyestrain's avatar
Yes, and inspiring. :3
Mikenestin's avatar
I should take my writing then...
elementc's avatar
Snow as warm as blood?!
Mikenestin's avatar
Have you never felt snow? It isn't cold, it just burns like a cutting blade.
elementc's avatar
Hmm, well it does sting, but it doesn't feel in the least bit warm!! I'll give you burning, but warm blood doesn't hurt all that much!! Maybe you could compare it to hot coals or something of that sort?
Mikenestin's avatar
All I can feel is the heat of my own blood and the sting intertwined...
Perhaps it's a bad turn of phrase, but - hey, it got you thinking, eh?
TheNavigator's avatar
Mm, i feel satisfied...*smiles and leans back like a full cat*
Mikenestin's avatar
[Pets you, vaguely in the darkness.]
TheGlome's avatar
Hehe, "American." That line says a lot :p
Mikenestin's avatar
Minor Sentences, dispite the name, are always an emphatic literary tool.

...our artistic collaboration didn't fare too well. Perhaps we should join under our pens (read: keyboards).
TheGlome's avatar
Word, my kneegrow.

Oh, our collaboration! I had actually made a fair bit of progress on it before I left home. I don't have a scanner here in Dubai though, so yes... a combined effort in the literary realm may work better here. Trouble is that I have absolutely NO idea how one would go about that and not have the end result be a jumbled mess.
Mikenestin's avatar
Quiet, minority boy.

My excuse, I'm just so busy with everything - the second I get a moment to draw, the selfish gene strikes.
TheGlome's avatar
That's perfectly understandable, haha.
Mikenestin's avatar
Urh, no it isn't - I'm such a lazy fuck. With everything! RAH!
Laroche's avatar
What kind of fungus have you been smokin?
Mikenestin's avatar
Laroche's avatar
Do they burn well?
Mikenestin's avatar
Not at all. It's the flumes from the solvents I have to but on them to make them burn that does it for me.
Laroche's avatar
ahh is that so?
Laroche's avatar
heheh oki then!
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