Her eyelids fluttered as it crawled its way inside her.
Not.. inside, she relented, shifting amongst her satin sheets as a moan escaped her parted lips. One of her legs shifted out of the tangled satin to lie exposed fully to the dark of the night.
She felt it moving again.
With a groan, she shifted her hand to the flat of her belly, the skin shifting under her fingers as her brow furrowed in pain. Small beads of sweat glistened upon her forehead as she threw herself onto her side, pulling her leg back into the mess of sheets as she stared into the dark.
"The animal within them is desirous of procreating children, and when remaining unfruitful-gets discontented and angry," he said, a much and well learned man.
"It moves and convulses, making her dizzy," The second one said.
Her hips rose off her bed in perfect time with her moan of pain, as it travelled deeper, further inside her. She clutched feebly at herself with a needy whimper, helpless against the pain.
"Witch!" hissed the darkness. "Demon!"
"She's ill!" argued a man. "the body possesses a power of representing the most hazardous disorders. It's conversion!"Not.. inside, she relented, shifting amongst her satin sheets as a moan escaped her parted lips. One of her legs shifted out of the tangled satin to lie exposed fully to the dark of the night.
She felt it moving again.
With a groan, she shifted her hand to the flat of her belly, the skin shifting under her fingers as her brow furrowed in pain. Small beads of sweat glistened upon her forehead as she threw herself onto her side, pulling her leg back into the mess of sheets as she stared into the dark.
"The animal within them is desirous of procreating children, and when remaining unfruitful-gets discontented and angry," he said, a much and well learned man.
"It moves and convulses, making her dizzy," The second one said.
Her hips rose off her bed in perfect time with her moan of pain, as it travelled deeper, further inside her. She clutched feebly at herself with a needy whimper, helpless against the pain.
"Witch!" hissed the darkness. "Demon!"
She rolled to her other side in hopes of drowning out the noise.
"Convert or die! We shall hang her! For God would not let harm lie against his own!"
She murmured in soft disbelief as tears rolled down her cheeks. Her coverlet, loosened by the tossing and turning of her tortured soul, surrendered itself to the ground.
-The first saying is taken from Plato.
The second based on Hippocrates.
'Conversion- John Ferriar.
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