Well of Darkness

Well of Darkness

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This is the synopsis I wrote back in 2007 when I thought I had finally finished the 'novel'. Ten years later, today (11th December 2017), mistakes glare at me and I wonder who I was at the time. Still new to writing short stories, the ones with twists in the tale, but never quite made it. This is my second attempt to write more than five thousand words. I'm hoping pasting will show my errors. It doesn't. Here is what I edited the synopsis to today: This is a story about loss. It is not a sad story. It begins, at a point in the future, during the hot summer of 1978. A woman places a child inside a car and sets the car alight. The two main characters are Linda Watson and Julie Fulham. They never meet. We follow them from childhood into marriage, and the birth of their first child. Julie's two-year-old son, Jamie, is snatched from her car. Linda's sanity is shoved into early Alzheimer's when her teenage son, Daniel, leaves her. Linda's death in 2000 has far reaching consequences for Daniel.
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"It was a mistake..." She told her mother, folding her hands into each other. "Marrying him..." Her mother said nothing, she simply sat there as her only daughter stood across from her, on the verge of collapsing from bruised ribs and cracked shins. "Mom." She wanted to reach out, softly tap her aging mother. Though that was the restriction of her life. The binding stereotype that she was gentle and slow to anger. In reality, what wanted to explode from her ribs was a scream of an animal, and the tears of repressed rage and fear. She wanted to throw her body onto the floor, but the thought made her damaged body ache more. There was no response from her mother. The deafening silence reminded her of her own quietness as her husband shouted at her, his fists bloody. He told her that she was only a tool for his amusement and a money-whore for her indigent family. She was nothing else but a tool for both parties. And she was starting to believe him. --------------------- Sarah Johnsen's life spirals from the normal gritty resilient fight to a serene wonderland. On the outside, she's married to a kind family with untold riches, but on the inside, her husband is the devil himself. Forcefully married at 18, Sarah was forced to kill her own dreams of becoming a doctor in order to bind her poor family to the rich bastards of Glendale by marrying their youngest; Oliver Grean. Their arrangement had the ability to brew the largest timespan of misery any of them has ever known. From lost toddlers to paid staged kidnappings, the binding of the two families, the Johnsen's and the Grean's created a mixture of chaos, confusion, sorrow, fear, grief, and dangerous rage. And there seems to be no haven to escape to. Or is there? (TW: Rape, molestation, abuse, kidnapping, abandonment, swearing, murder, drug use, suicide attempts/thoughts, necrophilia, fire; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!) !-A series of lore for the Stratford Series (first installment is "Casanova")-! [Final Version]

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