Xandra's Game (9)

(SN)    Supernatural Themes

"Spiders !!"

Curious, I wandered over to the Stargate, which was now covered in a layer of snow.

Was it open or not ??

From what I'd been told,

a Stargate was open to another world,

when its round surface appeared as a rippling pool of water,

and it was closed to another world,

when you could see and walk through the round surface

to the normal area of the world that you were in at present.

Well, the round surface did not appear as a rippling pool of water,

so it must be closed.

Then that tunnel that I could see through it,

must be the tunnel in my world at present.

So, I carefully went up to it,

and put my hand up to the area of the round surface.

To my surprise,

it felt hard like glass, but was not glass,

and the harder I pushed, the harder it pushed back.

I couldn't get through !!

By what I knew,

that didn't seem to be the normal way.

"How odd," I thought.

Musing on this, I turned to my left, around to face the other way,

and saw a man all dressed in leather,

standing, a way up further along the left hand ledge from the Stargate.

He was turned, motionless, looking away from and askance at me. 

Surprised but not alarmed, 

I turned slightly back around to my right,

and slowly pulled out a package of food from my satchel, 

that was slung around my neck and over my shoulder.

Sensing something,

I turned to face the Stargate,

and saw a reflection of myself in it !!

Was that me ??

"Nooo !!" I realised, "It's Corinne, the Witch !!"

Had she seen me ??

Did she appear, because she could smell the food ??

She turned to look towards her right,

where I saw two of her school companions.

In a momentary flash,

I perceived their true shapes as spiders !!

Could they get through the Stargate , or were they blocked like I was ............. ??

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Xandra's Game (8)

(S)    Sexual References

"Full Circle - Reflections"

Sitting still in my spot, I pulled my coat tighter around me against the chilled air.

Stargates didn't stay open for long, did they ? I had heard.

Well, I was slow in a way, maybe from my past injuries,

so, I could not rush my decision as to what to do.

If the Stargate closed soon, I would have to let it happen.

I didn't know much about them, or how to open them.

It didn't help that Rose could action ahead of time itself.

That was her special ability, and maybe it was necessary for control of the Stargate.

I couldn't.

Considering where I knew they had gone the last time,

I hesitated.

I didn't want to go through that again.

And, considering, that the orc had followed them in,

that was dangerous. How could I help them !?

I thought that I had recognised him !!

He was in human disguise, 

and he was "the gentlemen who had stayed upstairs at Herdwick Manor" !!

He had also pretended to be an English Literature teacher,

at the Ladies' School that we had attended !!

We had quickly realised that he was no such thing,

as his ideas were very disturbing,

not human-like at all.

And "Corinne the Witch" had also been one of the girls at the school.

I just wonder if she was behind what Julianne did to me,

I could have died down there in this hole.

Maybe that was Corinne's plan.

It was said that I was the one who had tried to kill myself !!

When it was all of us, trying to stop Julianne.

But it was all a ploy, wasn't it !!

Back in this place where it all began,

this was the start of Corinne's campaign against me, wasn't it !!

And all because, I had spurned her sexual advances towards me.

But, that's because I'm straight.

And, I also don't like Corinne as a person.

So Corinne, you Witch, still,

"I DON'T, WANT YOU !!"

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Corinne the Witch #5

                                            (D)    Drug References

                                            (H)    Horror

                                            (S)    Sexual References and Sex Scene

                                            (V)    Violence

                                            (M)    Medical Procedures

The Nightmare

Soon after I was locked up in my room, the nightmare began.

I was given a hot drink of sweetened milk at night,

to help me sleep, I was told.

Little did I know, that the sweetener masked the sour taste of a drug,

which slipped me into semi unconsciousness.

Though drowsy, I did register things that were going on,

but they took on the premise of a nightmare.

When they were sure that I was under the influence,

they came in through a secret entrance in the back of the fireplace,

rolled me onto a canvas stretcher,

and took me through that secret entrance, into the secret passage behind.

Slipping in and out of consciousness, I awoke to a true horror.

Underground, there was a dungeon of sorts.

Here, I was subjected to all manner of sexual abuse and cruelty.

Those perpetrating the abuse, wore brown habits as if they were monks,

with hoods, to mask their identity.

But I could tell that they were members of the family household.

And here, I witnessed the same being done to others, including, I despaired,

my precious school friends who had been kidnapped at The Pinnacles.

Terrible cruelty was enacted upon them, and I was powerless to stop it.

The hatred of the abusers knew no bounds.

And of course Corinne was there, reveling in, and enacting the abuse !! 

Among the many things she did, was, 

she was implanted with a set of twins, most possibly at her insistence, 

by "the gentleman" who had been staying upstairs at the manor,

that I had conceived, another boy and girl, but yet foetal in form.

She became their surrogate mother.

I am so happy to say, 

that I helped to save them both from her and her accomplices !!

On one occasion, a group of the abusers, a few men,

took me up from the dungeon, through a church and up into the tower.

There they had a sex party at my expense, under the bells.

Then, when they were done,

they pushed me out from the top of the tower,

so that I fell to the ground many feet below, injuring my hip, and who knows what else.

It was the dead of night, but when I looked back at the building, 

I could see that it was Tavistock Church.

Three long years I was locked in my room, and three long years this abuse continued.

Until a kindly soul who worked at the manor, stood up for me and said enough was enough,

so they had to let me out.

To all my children who were born before this, during this, and after this,

and who were all cruelly taken from me,

you all belong to me, and I love you dearly.

And Corinne, you Witch,

my man wants ME, and,

"HE DOESN'T, WANT YOU !!"

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Corinne the Witch #4

(V)    Violence

My Two Little Dandelions

So, they were very angry about me saving my little boy.

So much so, that when I was sent back to the manor,

I couldn't walk and was in a wheelchair for a long time.

I suppose, they were even more angry, 

because I had enlisted the help of a very kind nursing sister to carry my babies.

We escaped out of the asylum, and down to the Plymouth docks,

where my adopted father had his shipping-line offices.

I was hoping that Francis Jnr would be there, as he did work with his father's ships.

But he wasn't, and the asylum staff were hot on our heels, catching up with us quickly.

"Nooo!!" I cried, "I don't want to go back!" pulling back away from their tight grasp.

But no-one would intervene to stop them, so they took us back and punished us.

They told me that my children were dead.

After seeing what the cruel nurse did to my little boy, I had no reason not to believe them.

But, they weren't.

Terribly injured and grief stricken, I sat in the wheelchair for so long, 

in a back room at the manor that they had relocated me to,

with bars on the window, and a door that was kept locked.

But, I recovered.

To my two little ones, 

if that was you both who were brought to visit me,

my heart goes out to both of you,

because now I know the truth.

(c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Corinne the Witch #3

(V)    Violence

(S)    Sexual References

In the Asylum

The asylum was run by a religious order, but there were also lay staff there. 

Some were kind, but those in control were cruel.

Terrible atrocities were done by them, to myself and the other inmates.

Their sexual abuse of us was rampant.

A female imposter inmate carved her name in my forearm, with a sharp knife.

Parts of my brain were cut out, and I was given electric shocks,

by "the gentleman" who had been staying upstairs at Herdwick Manor.

And I have no doubt that Corinne was actively involved.

But, the worst for me was this  -

A month or so, after entering the asylum,

I gave birth to two beautiful little babies, one boy and one girl.

The staff left them in the room with me.

But, they had heavily sedated me with some drug,

which left me conscious, but barely able to move.

During the night,

a certain, particularly cruel nursing sister came into the room.

In the pale light, I saw her take the blanket that was wrapped around my little boy,

and she smothered him with it, dead, then left the room.

Well, no drugs were going to hold be back from saving him.

I fought those drugs, no matter how hard it was to get up from that bed.

I went over to him and seeing his lifeless body, frantically tried to think of what to do.

Then I automatically bent down and gave him mouth to mouth resuscitation,

something that was not yet known in that world.

With overwhelming relief, I saw that he started to breathe again.

My little boy was alive !!

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Corinne the Witch #2

(V)    Violence

(S)    Sex Scene

Attacked !!

Sometime later, I was asleep in bed one night, amongst the red drapery,
when something woke me.
It was the sound or movement, of someone slipping out from under my bed !

I'd been lying on my back, but instinctively rolled to the left,
as my pair of open dressmaker's shears came down upon me,
from Mary-Ann's silhouette, framed against the moonlight from my window,
one side digging into my right elbow, the other grazing along my right hip.

I screamed !!

But thank goodness she had missed my abdomen !!
As I was heavily pregnant with Francis Jnr's child.

I scrambled across the bed to get off it on the left side.
Edward ran into the room, and she stabbed him in the left shoulder with the shears.
There was mayhem, and others entered the room.
I was grabbed, and Mary-Ann pretended innocence.
It was said that I had gone mad and tried to kill my baby, and Edward.
And I was sent to the Plymouth asylum.

Reflecting back on this,
earlier on that day, after lunch, when I'd finished work in the kitchen,
I had gone up to my room, opening the door,
to find Corinne lying on her back on my bed,
with one of the boys deeply inside her, in the middle of having sex.
Shocked, I had closed the door,
and gone to sit on the stairs until they had finished.

I now realise, that Mary-Ann was sweet on that boy.
And Corinne must have kissed him at my window,
where Mary-Anne could see from the garden below,
having been led out there by Corinne's accomplice,
and thought it was me !!

Well, no more I was Mary-Ann's friend !! I decided there and then.
She had shown her true colours !!
And Corinne was becoming more hateful and evil every day.


text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017
                                                               

Corinne the Witch

(H)    Horror

Corrine the Witch

Let me tell you a story,

Not of past glory,

Of a girl named Corinne,

With great evil within.

So the story goes  -

I was in the kitchen, late, cleaning up, as I was a scullery maid, 

and the last to leave for the night, when Corrine came in.

She went to the griddle iron over the fire, and put something on it.

"Cook this lamb's fry, for the gentleman staying upstairs. He wants some supper !"

she snapped.

I went over to see, but that did not look like lamb's fry to me.

Opening my eyes wide, I said, "No !"

"Oh my goodness," I thought, nearly fainting from horror, and backing away from her.

"It's a human foetus ! It's from Corinne. She's deliberately miscarried it !"

text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

Green Light

GREEN LIGHT,    Mel      :)









text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017

The 2 Mona Lisa's

Right -
The painting that everyone knows.

Left -
The painting that
lies beneath,
discover-ed by
the French scientist,
Pascal Cotte.

It has been suggested that these are two different women.

I think that it would be obvious that it is the same woman, most likely Lisa del Giocondo,
but that she has sat for the artist, Leonardo da Vinci, on two occasions.
Once when she was relatively young,
and the second time, when she was of more mature age.
The second time being when Leonardo opted for reworking the first painting,
in order to "update" it.

So, Mel,
do think there is a family resemblance ?

I don't usually mention
that I have Italian forebears,
as I identify as Gaelic,
but in this instance,
my family line may well be linked.











text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017 

Xandra's Game (7)

"The Stargate is Open!"


Having thought on my situation,
I went back to Rose and explained,
"I don't think I can do this,"
holding the piece of paper
that I had brought with me,
with the maths problem on it
that I was working on all those years ago.
"Why do you think that?" Rose asked,
full of heartfelt concern.
"I don't know," I replied,
 exasperated and unsure of myself,
appreciating that she wasn't going to take no for an answer.
"Classic, give up before I even start," I continued.
"I would like you to have a go," Rose said, giving me another big hug.
"Alright," I said, melting under Rose's compassion.

So, I went back to my spot, a little distant from everyone else,
away from the sound of their talking, as I couldn't concentrate,
to ponder my problem.

And, as Carrie explained to all, how to go through the Stargate,
I frantically worked on my writing.

"You are coming, aren't you?"
I looked up from my work, to see a new face that I didn't know.
"Yes, of course," I replied, not sounding too convincing, but meaning it nevertheless.
"Let me know when you're going."
"Ok, then," Zoe responded, not sounding too convincing either.

So, I went back to my maths problem.

I was so engrossed in solving this problem,
that I didn't realise until much later, that the talking had stopped.
I looked up, and they had all gone!

The Stargate was open!

I didn't move,
as from my semi-secluded spot, I saw,
that across the hole on the other side of the Stargate,
a man sat crouching amongst the rocks.
He looked familiar.
Then he came down, and another man coming along that ledge, joined him.
I knew this man! It was the orc in disguise!
They quickly went to, and in through the Stargate.

This made me hesitate even more!

Had they seen me, and,
should I follow at a distance, I wondered?

It was then that I noticed,
that a light flurry of snow had covered the area up to and around the Stargate.
"How unusual," I thought.
It looked striking against the reddish colour of the rocks.
"Are they iron-ore?" I wondered,
"And why does that make a difference?"
"And what does this maths problem have to do with any of this?"


text (c) Katherine Stuart 2017