I'm trying to get better at writing and as I have spoken of before, I often loose focus in trying too hard to focus on a single narrative. So I'm trying to just write, regardless of what it is in an attempt to get more comfortable and skilled at doing it. So I figured it might be worthwhile to post what things I do write that have some relevance to this forum. If anyone sees anything they'd like to expand on themselves, let me know, I'm all for someone else taking my ranting and maybe making something of it.
This thing I just wrote is a seed of a DL story that I have been thinking of the last few days. There's no DL content in this little prologue thing but I think you can see where it would go in the direction.
The Evocation of Ashmedai
A woman stood in the middle of a room. She was not the sort of woman you would expect to see in a bare dark room lit only by candles with a concrete floor. Her skin was tan and her clean silky auburn hair was pulled into a fastidious ponytail. She was dressed in tennis whites. The candles surrounded her in a broad circle maybe ten meters across. In the center of the circle at the girls feet were two low plastic tubs, the sort you might store Christmas ornaments in. The left tub was filled with a thick red liquid, the right something clear that might have been water.
The woman took a deep breath and stepped barefoot into the left tub. For several minutes she stood statue still, her eyes closed, muttering incoherent words under her breath. Then she opened her eyes and stepped very carefully out of the tub after which she proceeded to walk. Careful to keep each footprint touching the last she moved around the room describing a close-to-perfect circle roughly two meters across.
After taking the last step to close the circle the woman stepped into the second tub of water which quickly turned foggy as the red was washed from her feet. She stepped from the tub leaving wet footprints on the unsealed concrete floor. Careful to not disturb the red circle the woman moved around to stand at the edge of the circle opposite the tub. She lowered herself to the floor sitting cross legged.
Again the woman closed her eyes and spoke quietly to herself. This time it was simply one word recited three times, “Ashmedai, Ashmedai, Ashmedai.”
Every candle in the room went out and she began to realize she was not alone. Her slow even breathing was now accompanied by a ragged heavy panting, the sounds of someone in the throes of passion. Light slowly returned to the room and a figure sat cross legged like her in the center of the circle. The new light was soft and golden and seemed to have no visible source, radiating from the figure itself.
“Ashmedai…,” the girl whispered in awe.
The creature spoke, it’s voice was thick and lusty like it’s breathing and it spoke disarmingly with an American accent something like a Louisiana gentleman, “you already spoke my name three times girl, no need to say it again.”
He was slim and attractive, like an athletic youth, all smooth long limbs and softly defined muscles. This was somewhat spoiled by his cracked pitch black skin. The fissures weeped blood which slowly pooled around him. Blood also streamed down his face from his eyes, or where his eyes should have been. They appeared to have been carefully cut from his skull leaving two smooth empty sockets.
“What can I do for you girl?” he asked leaning back on his hands with languorous ease.
The woman swallowed hard and then spoke in return, “I would like to have a wish granted.”
“You do know there will be a price?” Ashmedai asked, and when the woman nodded he continued, “then, let me know what you desire and I will tell you it’s cost.” He spoke the word ‘desire’ with obvious relish his head lolling and eyes closing as he spoke it.
“There is a person, I…,” she carefully avoided saying ‘desire’ herself, no need to provoke the demon, “would like to have direct irresistible control over another. This control I would exert by conscious thought directed at this individual.”
“Ah, a difficult goal to achieve. There are many who do not like to see another’s will subverted. Those others will stand in the way of such magiks,” he spoke the last stressing the ’k’ sound. He held up a hand though the woman had made no attempt to speak in reply, “but no worry my dear, I am quite capable of overcoming such obstacles.”
The woman nodded in reply and asked, “the price?”
He smiled broadly, his black lips cracking as they spread oozing blood that trickled down his face and chest, “a simple enough price to ask, perhaps not so simple to acquiesce to. I ask, in return for this favor, for /you/ to allow /me/ to make one of your desires come true.”
She thought. The price seemed too good to be true. It was more like a bonus gift rather than a price. This was a demon though and so she asked, “can I choose which desire comes true?”
“Now where would be the fun in that?” he asked, “hardly could be called a price. No girl, I will choose the desire and I will not enlighten you to what I have chosen either before or after the pact is complete.”
Now that was a different thing altogether. She never looked too hard within herself and as much as some of her conscious desires made her nervous, she feared even more the desires she had locked away in some dark cold room and buried deep within herself. Still, it was imperative that she obtain the control she sought, or at least it felt that way at the time. Her mind made up, she said to the demon, her voice soft but steady and without fear, “I accept.”
“How wonderful,” he paused for a second and almost looked like he might sneeze, “and it is done and I will be on my way back from whence I came.”
“Wait,” the woman said, desperation creeping into her words, “I didn’t tell you who I wished to control.”
“Oh you sweet little thing, that is hardly necessary. I knew what your desire was the moment I stepped into this circle,” he wrinkled his nose and looked around at said circle, “this is chocolate syrup and food coloring how distasteful.”
And then, as quickly as he had come, he was gone. The woman sat alone in the dark, unsure of what to do next.
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