The Ladies of Horror
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Amy was a resident at the coven’s mansion. She was the apothecary. The sisters came to her for help with their potions and spells. The help was for love, weight loss and the basic vanities that came with being a woman. They were an arrogant bunch of witches and Amy was constantly left out of their adventures. Being a mousy, quiet woman made her the target for their snide remarks and jabs. They would ridicule her powers and make her feel like less of a witch. They assumed her only skill was making potions and tending to the garden.
She sat in her salon and looked at the forbidden bottles that lay at the back of the wardrobe. She knew that it was time for her to investigate the potentiality that lie within them. Amy opened the glass door and lifted the large bottle off of the shelf. She blew the dust off of the top and examined the outer markings. She scoffed at the skull and cross bones that graced the front label. She thought to herself, “A little dramatic, don’t ya think?” She shrugged her shoulders and popped the cork out. A pale green mist slowly flowed out of the top. She closed her eyes and knew exactly what the liquid could do. A small sideways smile crept across her face as she began to fill a beaker.
As usual, dinner was promptly at seven in the lush dining hall of the mansion. Amy was the last to be seated as some of the other witches whispered amongst themselves. They giggled as they looked in her direction. She knew that they would not be giggling for much longer. She watched them as they ate. She only played with the tainted food. Amy stood as they began to choke and wheeze. A large diabolical smile came to her face as she watched them writhe on the floor. Their skin that she helped make silken now turned ashen and their eyes turned milky white. She raised her hands to the ceiling and spoke, “Now this is MY coven. All of you will do my bidding. You bitches are now mine.”
Fiction © Copyright Kathleen McCluskey
Image courtesy of Nina D’Arcangela
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