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A blitzkrieg of doom, they coated everything.
Like descending shards
of the purest Evil. A beautiful disaster.
Glittering, sinister, artistically sculpted flakes.
White crystalline knives
with clean edges that sliced to bone.
Glazing bodies of water. Dusting the land,
powdering cities in ghostly mantles of death.
Not the Black Death remembered
from old. This was modern, more lethal.
Engineered, perhaps. Developed in a lab and
meant to be targeted.
Or of alien composition and origin.
It mattered not. All who dwelled beneath their reign
must perish in a seemingly soft
yet acute snowfall of organized agonized pain,
suffering horribly, razored and diced by
a soundless maniac horde with bladelike precision.
Else lie in smothered graves, concrete basements —
in bunkers sealed against a silent onslaught . . .
wilting for lack of sunlight, oxygen;
food and water depleting.
The crystals fed off the corpses of the damned
on the surface — then filtered inside steel and glass,
wood and brick structures. Wending, spreading
like voracious drifts through crevices
to hunt fugitives who lacked cellars.
Absorbing, drinking, feasting without teeth.
A blizzardous dominion. A conquering legion
quietly laying claim. Only fire and heat could
thwart the chilling massacre; the cruel and frosty stain.
A courageous band of rescuers ventured from
the Desert, stealing in at night armed by
old-school high-intensity lanterns.
A single flame-thrower to blaze a path.
We monitored radio reports until
their fuel ran out. Heard boots crunch
a dense carpet of ice and bone: the only remains
of a civilization that disappeared overnight.
Then the signals reduced to panic, bursts of static.
A fresh snowfall! A second wave. Solar batteries
went dim. The lamps, burning low,
proved inadequate. The search party
never returned. We cannot risk another. We are few.
One base. A self-sufficient experimental outpost.
Men and women of Science . . .
tasked with studying uninhabitable terrain.
Fiction © Copyright Lori R. Lopez
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from Lori R. Lopez:
A rich gathering of poetry with a dismal twilight atmosphere, a brooding nature, an eerie tone . . . DARKVERSE: THE SHADOW HOURS encompasses such pieces written by Lori R. Lopez between 2009 and 2017, collected in three of her Poetic Reflections volumes along with humorous and serious verse. This ample compendium allows a more focused reading experience and mood — presenting poems that share speculative themes, flashes of horror, glimpses of madness.
Lori is the author of THE DARK MISTER SNARK, LEERY LANE, MONSTROSITIES, AN ILL WIND BLOWS, THE FAIRY FLY, CHOCOLATE-COVERED EYES, JAR BABY, SAMHAIN, 3-Z, and SPIDER SOUP, among other tales. She has been called a storyteller, whether composing verse or prose.
The aim of her DARKVERSE series is to offer a chilling trek through unlit stretches where all manner of creeps and kooks may lurk; where graveyards and bogs and full-moons abound. The pages of THE SHADOW HOURS illuminate those morbid uncanny perils and dreads that inhabit drab corners, the known and unknown terrors of the night. Vivid and distinct, her voice echoes our worst fears then delves beyond, exposing hitherto unimaginable frights.
Prepare to confront a motley array of ghouls and menaces that might just move under your bed.
Look for an Illustrated Print Edition with quirky art by the author.
Issue #40 of The Sirens Call – As Summer Leaves, Autumn Falls
Stories of disaster influenced by horrific intent.
Whether it be Mother Nature’s wrath or a devilish ghoul, a sprite most wicked or a stumbling fool, tell us a tale of disaster that happens as summer ends and autumn begins.
We are looking for stories, flash fiction and poetry of horrific happenings that take place in the summer months that lead into fall. As long as the piece is primarily horror/dark fiction, we’d love to see it!
Your piece can be creepy, sullen, emotive, freaky, elegant, bizarre, have a dark-humor edge to it, or simply be flat out scary as hell!
REPRINTS ARE WELCOME
Submission Deadline: August 10, 2018
Circulation: Approximately 35,000
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All short story, flash, and poem submissions MUST be submitted to: Submissions@SirensCallPublications.com for consideration.
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