She was the first to behold the black boat floating heavy off their shores. Then the dark whale opened its mouth and all was chaos as masked demons circled their world, bringing screams and slaughter.
Transfixed by a faceless ghost, she was struck down and herded onto the boat with the others, taken to a distant land across the sea. But she was not sold on the market as they were ~ shrouded under the cover of night, she was hidden away in a locked room and swallowed by the will of another.
He was the first to spot the female through his visor ~ she stood so open and exposed in the water before him. And was he not entitled, in his position, to dismiss all protocol and to take her for himself?
But she closed the minute he touched her. And when she refused to yield, he became relentless in his efforts to regain that openness. She kept fighting and he would pry and force until they were both bloody and maimed. He thought that eventually, with enough time, she would submit and accept his dominance.
A Leaden Whale
Circles the Shore
As Thunderous Birds
Descend for More
With Screaming Blood
And Treasure Stripped
The Mainland Thirsts
For Bounty Shipped
As One is Caught
(A Stolen Kill)
Brought Home by Force
And Desperate Will
For Years to Sit
With Bloodless Stone
In Silent Chains
Upon a Throne
Years in that room wore on her sanity and, bit by bit, she came to think that she had brought this entrapment upon herself, as though she was somehow responsible for letting it happen. If only she had stayed out of the water that day, or ran faster, or fought harder... instead of having allowed herself to be captured and taken to this prison, this abyss of a life, from which there was no rescue, no reprieve, and no escape.
She was cut off from all semblance of life in the small and bare concrete room. Existence here veered from one extreme to the other... from the shrill silence of day to the violent collision of night, each as traumatic as the other, each embedded in her psyche like shrapnel.
In time, her presence mended his body and healed his sterility. When she gave birth, he took the offspring away, unable to bear for her to focus on anyone but him. When she attacked him, he merely regenerated in his stasis pod as though nothing had happened. When her hatred turned to defeat, the life drained out of her, and when the door was left open one day, she walked out, into the sea.
Disturbed to find nothing but a shell of her in the water, she was beyond his reach now. He then left the cursed water planet to return to his brittle home world and corroding culture, and vowed never again to feel what she had stirred within him as his body became a broken husk beyond repair.
