Ellington Stone

United States

Hi, I'm Ellington (a.k.a. Ellie)
She/Her 15
INFP & HSP
OLP, Grapheme-Color
#BLM
#loveislove
#feminism
Joined Feb. 2021

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Hey!
I LOVE to read & write & draw (Melanie Cellier, Wendy Mass, & Jillian Dodd) ...all that good stuff.
I mainly post things I've been playing around with, but I always appreciate feedback! Feel free to drop a comment or a review, it's always appreciated. If you ever want a review, I'd be happy to help. Just ask :>
I mostly write little poetry things, short stories, flash fictions, and some political commentary/mockery.
Thanks!

My Hidden Monster And His Hidden Whisper

May 6, 2021

FREE WRITING

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Within us all, there's a beast.
It's always sending us a little letter,
Messages as quiet as a whisper,
Each with a cream-colored envelope and scarlet stamp.
The written word slashes our mind, one wound
Per question.

The notes are a series of suggestions with the same thought-provoking question:
"What is my purpose as the beast?"
While there's a typical responses(: to wound),
The hidden dragon disagrees. "The letter,"
He says, "Is an excuse for the blood-covered stamp."
The words bounce and the walls shiver, whisper.

He smiles a wicked grin and breathes into your ear - a hidden whisper.
"Do you have a question?
About that gruesome stamp?"
He smirks, raising an eyebrow. "Go ahead, I don't bite." He cackles again. The beast...
Is a liar; that much shows through each and every letter.
You are frozen in fear, your finger tracing the cut on your left wrist - a hidden wound.

Yet another wound.
In hushed voices, in tones too quiet, your thoughts weave through the whisper.
You conscious flashes red with the arrival of a new letter:
"ALERT! ALERT! New letter, new question!"
He smiles as blood trickles down, his toothy grin terrifying you, a reminder - a hidden beast.
He catches the red liquid dripping off your fingertip and paints the scarlet stamp.

"It's yours, the blood on the stamp."
That's when you realize he's only here to reap the benefits of each and every wound.
"What more can I say? I'm a beast!"
And, still frozen in fear, you manage to whisper,
"Why?" Your words echo - a hidden question.
Rather than answering, he stays silent and hands you the newest letter.

This letter...
Is different. There's no stamp.
It reads, "I am writing you a response, not a question.
I have all the blood I need, there will not be a wound.
This is the last note, the wonder will cease to exist - your hidden whisper.
Because, what more can I say? I'm a beast."

You glance up with another question, but he's gone. You glance down, but it's vanished too, the letter.
Where did the beast disappear too? Why was there no stamp?
As your latest wound heals, you say to yourself, "I suppose I'll miss my hidden monster and his hidden whisper."

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3 Comments
  • WrenBirdWrites

    Wow, amazing piece, why does this hit so deep..? \_(._.)_/


    9 days ago
  • Mikael Flair

    Love this..the metaphorical tone and the dialogue is just ... really nice


    10 days ago
  • YW_H

    oohhhhh wow. for some reason i relate to this so much and i love the deep and metaphorical meaning this piece has!! you r so amazing


    10 days ago