Steven followed the thread until it broke which made him worry that he might not be able to find his way home. Fear of shame kept him from crying out for help since he had no business being where he was.
The creatures from the caverns of Blislisnis where he went to waste his time approached to collect additional fees. They lured him back to the pleasure rooms of their little Babylon by offering him piece after piece of wormy delights like one might lure a largish dog when it refuses to go where you want it to.
Forgetting that he dreadfully wanted to leave only moments ago Steven lapped up morsel after morsel consuming as much of the delicacy as they would allow him to eat. With him secured deep inside his accusers, those scornful, lying mockers, induced him to vomit, surrounded him with derision and gloated that now he could never leave.
Denise offers the prompt word “thread” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories. Steven’s story continues from last week and will continue next week. I don’t have the heart to leave him in Blislisnis.
Romans 1:24 Wherefore God also gave them up to uncleanness through the lusts of their own hearts…