The Carcass

my take on an evil queen's ending

The flesh hangs limply off her bones.  Having dried up in the desert heat, there was little of her left.  Her soul had passed on to the underworld some time ago.  She was dead.

The wolves and dogs had licked her blood from the ground.  Other human scavengers had picked her bones for the choicest meat, and left the rest for anyone who cared to have a piece of royalty.

After all, she had been a queen.  A rotten one, but a queen nonetheless.  Royalty had a way of falling from grace.  Even David plotted to kill.

The wind picked up, blowing a pattern in the sand.  Only one word was spelled out, as if God Himself had put his finger through the ground.

Jezebel.

Author's Note

what do you think?

Reviews

[beautiful dreamer]

wow makes me think of all the evil queens in fairytales. they deserve this! great write

[quinfinn]

i like this, and it was well composed ....to perfection. jezebel has a special meaning to me...but that is another story from long ago and far away.

[Siren]

you've piqued my interest on whatever story this may be...could i hear it sometime, perhaps?

[quinfinn]

it is merely a memory of a lost love whom i referred to a Jezebel in our final conversation....the story is in most of my love poems herein, but if you are too curious...look for anything dedicated to Denise. one day i will post her entire story here, but it is very long and i am loathe to take the energy for her at present....

[Siren]

hm..how interesting. i will search, and wait for whatever more of her you might reveal

[quinfinn]

all i can tell you without going into detail is that i loved her with every fibre of my being. we were to be married. she was playing a role to relieve me of my money and possessions. it took me 2 years to rebound from her betrayal and treachery.

[seeeker78]

errily spooky in a sort of gothic kind of way, I was in the desert myself reading that. Great