The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Lost is Found
by A.F. Stewart
Over time the tree made the buried human skull part of its roots, but erosions and heavy rains exposed it again to the air. The sun-bleached its bone, but the starlight made it stuff of shadows and reflections.
She just called it home.
A creature of whispered tales and dark myths forgotten, she lived in the hidden parts of the forest, venturing out at night to hunt. Of her people, only she remained in the mortal world, a guardian, a protector of their secrets. Never again would they allow the humans to kill their children.
They learned their lesson. They took their revenge.
She smiled at the memory and stroked the skull of her fallen enemy. Blood spilled that day.
The Fae of Roanoke Island protected their own.
Fiction © Copyright A.F. Stewart
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from A.F. Stewart:
Horror Haiku Pas de Deux
In the shadows—voices.
Calling, screaming, moaning.
Countless tongues telling tales…
and Unnatural Things
Come chase the dark words, fall into the spell of terror and sit with the poetic weaver as you watch the world burn. Horror Haiku Pas de Deux is a volume of poetry mixing horror with haiku and verse to chill your bones.
Poetic beauty lives forever with the undead.