Beached

a short By M.J. Moores.

I didn’t know if it was the heat causing the blisters or if the blisters trapped the body heat. And the old song looped in my head like a scratched CD taunting – it’s raining, it’s pouring… buckets of sweat maybe but nothing else.

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Something small and crawly flitted along my nose. I scrunched up my face but that hurt more than it helped. I could try and blow up but really, the effort wasn’t worth it. The insect travelled along the ridge of my nostril to the line of my mouth. Capturing it with my dry tongue, I ate it – whatever it was.

A trickle slid down my back gathering momentum. I felt it swell with every open pore it swept past until gravity demanded it slip under my waist-band and down the crack of my ass. Not that it mattered; the damp fabric that used to be a pair of Khakis already reeked of urine – maybe the sweat would dilute the stench of fear.

I flicked another insect off my wrist. The blood drew them. I thought if I stayed still long enough a scab would form under the abrasive hemp restraints… then another tickle made me twitch and the raw flesh cracked open again.

I slumped forward even farther toward the abrasive sands – a living carving of humanity lost. The concrete blocks weighing my arms down behind my back gave me more hope than the evaporating water in the plastic bottle shoved deep into the granules a foot farther than my extremities could reach. After all, someone would want them back – maybe for a wall or table legs or another anchor.

I could only hope they’d be needed again soon or the least of my worries would be wet pants, hungry flies and the chafing memory of the wrong man’s wife.

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M.J. Moores began her career as an English teacher in Ontario, Canada. Her love of storytelling and passion for writing has stayed with her since the age of nine. M.J. relishes tales of adventure and journeys of self-realization. She enjoys writing in a variety of genres but speculative fiction remains her all time favourite. M.J.’s debut science fiction crossover novel Time’s Tempest: The Chronicles of Xannia (1) is now available for purchase online, in print and eBook.

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