Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Rie Sheridan Rose @RieSheridanRose @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Watch Tower
by Rie Sheridan Rose

“Almost night,” Ainnir whispered. “New shift coming.”
Beagán stretched. “Good. Me back is killing me.”
“Baby,” she teased. “This is better than cutting sod, ain’t it?”
“A bit.” He lay back on the stone floor. “This outpost is hardly worth defendin’, anyway. Our lands are fadin’ to naught. No one even remembers us anymore.”
“As long as the Morrigan says ‘watch this road’, we watch it.”
Beagán sat up, ears twitching, “Ye hear that?”
“Aye.” Ainnir grabbed her spear, holding it white-knuckled tight. “Let’s get to tha road.”
Together, they stole down the stairs of the watch tower, creeping through the undergrowth to crouch beside the road. One of the fire-eyed monsters was coming towards them.
Beagán nodded, his face grim in the twilight.
“It’s just as wonderful as you promised, Jack,” Jill murmured, sitting as close as the shift would allow. “I’ve wanted to visit Ireland all my life. Thank you for giving me this honeymoon.”
He glanced over at her. “Anything for you, Pumpkin.”
The road was narrow and straight, unspooling before the convertible like a ribbon.
Jill sat upright, pointing over at the side of the road. “Look, Jack! Isn’t that little tower adorable! We should stop and take a picture.”
“It’s too dark for that, and we’ll be late getting to the inn. Maybe on the way back.”
“Okay.” She pouted.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang and the car spun out of control, hitting a tree and bursting into flame.
“Well done, Ainnir! Right in tha foot—just like I told ye! One less beast invadin’ our land.”
“But did ye hear it, Beagán? I heard it talkin’, I swear.”
“Don’t be daft. They’re jes’ monsters.”
They stretched their wings. “Let’s get home t’ Tír na nÓg.  Time fer dinner.”
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This pivotal encounter leads to a wave of mounting terror as Brenda’s life begins to come undone around her. Who is the Skellyman? Why does he keep appearing? Can the sympathetic policeman Brenda turns to stop the madness before it is too late?

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About Nina D'Arcangela

Nina D’Arcangela is a quirky horror writer who likes to spin soul rending snippets of despair. She reads anything from splatter matter to dark matter. She's an UrbEx adventurer who suffers from unquenchable wanderlust. She loves to photograph abandoned places, bits of decay and old grave yards. Nina is a co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, a co-founder of the horror writer's group 'Pen of the Damned', and if that isn't enough, put a check mark in the box next to owner and resident nut-job of Dark Angel Photography.
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1 Response to Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Rie Sheridan Rose @RieSheridanRose @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    Love the dark twisty nature of the story.

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