Severed Cord

The suspended brass plumb bob hung rigid where I had stilled it, caught in the shed's gathering dark. Perched along the dry rafter beam, I extended my sickle's honed inner curve beneath the taut, frayed twine holding the weight aloft. With a single, deliberate upward slice, the dry fibers parted with a quiet snap. The heavy teardrop of solid brass dropped directly into my waiting palm, its blunt tip biting sharply into my cold grip. Threading my chain through the hollow brass ring at its cap, I let the dense weight settle firmly against my steel links, feeling its silent pull anchor me into the shadows. #Lucidique #Torturedsouls #Hellraiser