A Woman's Plight, Where Demons Tread

Hell Bound

The Black kept gripping, even as she kept slipping out of its clutches.

Realizing she must have made a wrong turn somewhere, she sensed that she had traveled deeper into the catacombs.

But there was a dim light ahead where people were crowded and surging, and the sweetest, most intoxicatingly soul-ravaging music lured her to witness a dark knight and his entourage performing in impassioned glory.

From that moment, she was smitten by a force Hell could never even dream to compete for.

A Woman's Plight, Where Demons Tread

Interference

“I thought that the goal was to become centered in one’s body.

But I keep getting crowded out by pain and dysfunction.

Elders kept telling me that I have a higher calling – and I kept feeling like they were trying to bend me to their influences, no matter what agenda was being promoted.

Yet how are these current circumstances also not trying to force me into the spiritual realm?

I tell you – I won’t go there!

Not without my Protector.”