The diver: a dream fragment

A woman stands, poised to run, several strong cords secured about her waist. They trail behind her, each terminating in a stout bar that serves as a handhold for those who will accompany her. In a few moments she will run full tilt toward a large screen and dive headlong into it. In doing so she will plunge into Hell, pulling with her anyone brave or foolish enough to take up the tow ropes. This is not her first foray into Hell; she goes again and again to battle demons. She doesn’t know why the others go with her, only that this peculiar ability is her lot, her gift and burden.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s