At the stroke of midnight, the New Orlean's Monster's Ball of 1937 was in full swing. The moon had risen full and golden, evil and dread through the cypress trees and Spanish moss as the revelers started into their dance with absinthe rituals, laudanum, and tobacco.
A dark spell was already in effect with no trace of innocence as they caroused and groped each other with great lust. Under the moonlight, which now shown alabaster from high in the night sky, a slender lady in a bare-shouldered sapphire dress ascended the steps, late by hours.
The man with the Cthulhu mask and wings met the woman at the foyer, bent to his knee with a kiss to her hand. She smiled at him with a light of insanity transparent in her eyes, and shuffled past towards the bar and music. Her face was painted to be a death's head, eyes bruised by decay. The carnal attentions of every man, and quite a few women as well, were on her flowing, raven hair as she approached them, her perfumed passage beckoning desires and fears at once.
From the granite and silver counter, she asked for a glass of Mandragora, Witch's Whiskey from Spain, and elegantly drugged her senses with the mandrake-laden liquor.
Author notes
BOO! I see Silvia Ji's subject (this pic) as a witch, of course.
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wow...this is superb
come take a bow
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*Bows* lol
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I must say that this poem was one of the most entertaining to write in my recent experience. It was great fun to use all of the words of the required bank, rather than only ten of them, and the picture was very inspiring.
I needed to set it in a year after Lovecraft's death so that one of the celebrants could have a costume of Cthulhu, and my wife was saying that bare-shouldered styles didn't come around until the 40s anyway (so '37 is avant-guarde to that, and explains some of her sensual advantage at this party).
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This does leave it to the reader's imagination just what sort of mischief she will concoct since she made a b-line for the bar lol. The imagery is fantastic. It read like the beginning of an old ghost story to me. Well done and good luck!
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First, I want to say that the imagery is stunning. It really pulled me into the revelry of the moment. It flows very well when read aloud. But I am left to wander at what kind of mischief she got herself into after that drink. It leaves a lot to the imagination
Thanks for entering and Good Luck in the contest!!!! -
Interesting story... told in a straightforward style... reading much like a newspaper article of this historic event. Nice use of image, and word bank. Leaves us with a bit of mystery about this woman who seems to cast a spell on any who is in her presence.
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