Wednesday, September 17, 2008


Here is a snippet of a story I am working on.
AND making a comic out of!
we'll see what develops.

Aubrey knew from the moment blood dripped a red trail down her thighs that her father would kill her. Not in anger, although he was known throughout Chersie Port for the power of his fists. He once killed a man simply by slapping him in the face till there was nothing but a few teeth and his ears left.
It would be by his unquenchable passion that Aubrey would cause her to perish. From the moment Aubrey’s lovely mother had passed on from a falling off a horse, he became fixated on Aubrey. He swore he would never love another woman unless she was as beautiful as his wife and thus Aubrey was cursed, for she was the spitting image.
Aubrey had a nurse whose face was wrinkled like a sponge and whose shoulders were hunched higher than her head. The woman was never exactly kind to Aubrey, but she was fond of the young girl’s grace and long black hair. This woman also knew of her father’s unholy desires for his daughter. Although never spoken out loud, it was common knowledge that he was just waiting for her to become old enough to make Aubrey his new wife.
“Just wait till you become a woman Aubrey”, she would caw, rubbing a greasy finger along Aubrey’s cheek. “I’ll be eating real pork that night.”
So when the old croon saw the bloody rag in the bathroom, she began making preparations. She traveled to The Velvet House in the west and asked for the prices only to find them disappointingly low. She then traveled east to the Cigar Room, a smoky tavern where she saw the girls crowded in the back like horses in a stable. She went north to Whiskey Town where the girls called our from windows and street corners, flashing lace and silk to every passerby. In the south the crooked woman explored The Golden Tiger, a purple and green opium bar full of golden antiques and men laying around languorously on huge pillows and blankets. In the basement lived the prostitutes, all dark skinned and dark eyed and red lipped. In the end, after much mathematics and calculation, the old woman had picked out the perfect whore house that would pay the most for Aubrey’s virginity-enough to give the woman enough to eat pork for a year.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very interessting - looking forward for the follow up!