Posts Tagged "plunge"

Trapped – Helpless And Out Of Control

Posted by Daughter Of Darkness on Nov 24, 2011 in Childhood Fear, Primal Fear, Trapped | 0 comments

In the confusion attending my fall, I did not immediately apprehend a somewhat  startling circumstance , which yet, in a few seconds afterward, and while I  still lay prostrate, arrested my attention. It was this: my chin rested upon the  floor of the prison, but my lips, and the upper portion of my head, although  seemingly at a less elevation than the chin, touched nothing. At the same time,  my forehead seemed bathed in a clammy vapour, and the peculiar smell of decayed  fungus arose to my nostrils. I put forward my arm, and shuddered to find that I  had fallen at the very brink of a circular pit, whose extent of course I had no  means of ascertaining at the...