The Week of May 1st Topic is Feet or Foot yup thanks Ehl

[Tehya]

Ehlanna has selected this week's topic which is Feet or Foot. Let's see how many creative ideas you come up with.

Art, Stories, Poems, and Photography can be entered here and it can be on any genre, not necessarily a TLI based concept.

Stop back and check what artists have entered and leave them kudos for their work.

[Ehlanna]

And not that I had one ready or anything, but ..

[Tehya]

Tricky Ehl very nice!

[Tehya]

He was a collector and there were no two ways about it... very eccentric. A home jammed with collectibles in fact he put on his door a sign saying Proceed at Your Own Risk. His name was Achilles and he had a wretched smell if you got near him. One would say he was a necromancer from that plagued odor that came from him and others just thought he smelled like that because of the filth he lived in.

Achilles lived in a small village and anything new happening was spread like wild fire in the town called Phalange. An odd piece of land; it almost took on the shape of a boot, but was surrounded by the ocean on the east side.

Achilles spent much time in the tavern trying to flirt with the ladies coming in, and they would of course steer as far away as possible when that happened. He had long straggly white hair and a beak of a nose, but was young in years, and maybe with a bit of a clean-up he would become the handsome man most women admired.

He always brought along an Axe as his only weapon but he was also a reknown mage. and one lass really caught his eye. Tibia had beautiful legs and always made sure her dresses came to her calf to expose her lovely flesh. He yearned for her and became more aggressive to only have her thwart him off her like he was a piece of garbage.

May Festival came along and everyone in town attended. The women wore their best dresses in the colors of spring and there were social games for both men and women to play. Achilles watched as Tibia approached him through the path to the festival and caught her in his arms. He quickly cast a silencing spell upon her and the more she tried to scream the less breath she could take in.

Her first thoughts was this man wanted her sexually and that grand O her mouth made in silent screams as he took her back to his home was heard by no one. When they approached his door she stared in terror as it opened and that horrid smell made her wretch in his arms, as she seen the bloody decomposing feet piled from floor to ceiling.

He brought her in and tied her to a chair that was packed with decomposed flesh around it and whispered with a sneer.

"Now you are my Achilles heel."

Feet toppled over her as she sat smothered by the decaying flesh.

*Whack*

Off came her foot and they say she died from a loss of blood or from hideous shame, but was no longer seen.

But ...she was his Achilles Heel!

[Ylith]

a rather different use of a foot:

[miyuka]

sometimes you just gotta kick a bitch. love it. great entry L, and frightening sounding entry from Tehya

[Tehya]

Great picture Ylith.

[Stormbringer]

[Tehya]

Another way to think of a foot that's for sure