Inspired by:
'The Beat' by Basshunter ( http://youtu.be/FsDyYaqnc7Q )
The worm ran through his brain, devouring everything it found. Night filled the space left behind, lit by pulsing and flashes of light. Control was relinquished to the man in the booth, worshipped by clothed and half naked bodies for his prowess in auricular synthesis.
Personal inclination to maintain inaction slipping out the hole left by the worm, his limbs acquired consciousness without permission.
His body followed, mirroring the neighboring opposite. Hair flew past his face, and he followed it to the alluring origin.
“Dance with me!” Her yell was intimate against his ear among the pounding noise.
He succumbed.
I really like your short story! I just don't know why you used neighboring instead of neighbor... doesn't make sense to me.
ReplyDeleteThanks, I'm glad you like it. I'll keep your suggestion in mind. :)
Deleteactually I think neighboring fits quite well with the tone of the rest of the story. It's rather high-flown, but in small doses that's not always a bad thing. I like the sound of the words.
ReplyDeleteCaitlyn (ladyphlogiston) - visiting because you posted on the MAC page
(by the way, you might want to try turning off the captcha and seeing what happens. the spam filter on my blog is quite effective, though admittedly I use wordpress rather than blogspot, and it's nice not to make commenters jump through the extra hoop.)
Thanks, Caitlyn! I think I turned off the captcha, the settings were a little confusing. Thanks for the suggestion. :)
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