Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Kim Richards @Kim_Richards @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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The Coming and Going of It
by Kim Richards

The two women—one a priestess, the other a witch—stood silently side-by-side watching the result of their combined efforts. Mixed emotions showed in how they stared at the thing with narrowed eyes and lips parted in a soft “O”.
A bipedal being floated in the air before them, hovering a full foot above the ground. It was there until it wasn’t; returned and faded. Its body disintegrated before the women as thought burnt to ash in a moment. After a pause, the grey dust particles floated together, connecting in swirls, blending to give the thing solid form again. The process repeated in an endless loop.
“Did you pronounce the words correctly?” Jorra asked.
Davnet sniffed.
“Absolutely,” she said. “Perhaps your goddess doesn’t find you as faithful as  you believe you are.”
The creature formed—this time more quickly than before. It’s forearm and it’s face took human shape. It raised the arm toward the women. It’s thin, white lips moved and then the disintegration phase began. It came apart on a light breeze.
“Do you think it’s in pain?” the priestess asked.
“I cannot tell. We should destroy it and begin again.”
“How do we do that when it keeps changing forms?”
Davnet said in a flat tone, “Do that thing you did to the soldier last night.”
The thing-man gathered together again. This time it waivered and the lips moved again.
Staring at its partially formed forearm, Jorra frowned. “To do that, I have to touch it. There may not be enough of this thing solidified for my power to work.”
Davnet waived her hand toward it. “You try it anyway and I’ll ready a wind summoning spell. If your death touch doesn’t work, I’ll try to scatter its bits while it’s insubstantial.”
Jorra nodded. She held her breath until the creature partially formed again. Then, in a low sing-song voice, she chanted the song of death.
The thing’s eyes focused on the priestess’ face.
She struggled to remain focused and added a sense of urgency to her chant. She reached out her hand, fingers outstretched.  She gasped as the creature’s form crumbled like wet sand beneath her fingers.
Jorra cast a sideways glance at her companion. The witch stood with her hands upon her hips. The priestess decided there was lightning and thunder in those stormy eyes. She said nothing to Davnet and focused inward. She drew in a deep breath and held it a moment before letting it out slowly. Slow breaths, she told herself. Relax.
After a few moments, Davnet called out, “Here it comes!”
Jorra began her chant again; saying the words more quickly this time. Her voice rose as the creature-man took it’s half form in front of her.  Something in the back of her mind told her to step back, that it was too close to her. She ignored the premonition and reached out her hand to touch it on the forearm.
This time, the creature grasped her hand in his like an unwelcomed handshake. It’s grip tightened.
Jorra yelped from the pain and tried to pull her hand back.  It held her fast.  She didn’t understand why her death  touch did nothing to this creature. In fact, it was stronger and more fully formed.
It yanked her arm hard, pulling her off-balance until it stood chest-to-chest with her. Jorra looked into its eyes and realized why her powers made it stronger. It was death.
The white lips moved again.  “Come with me.”
Jorra screamed as the death creature disintegrated, taking her with it.
Standing back, Davnet shook her head. She chuckled low, turned on her heels, and went home.
Fiction © Copyright Kim Richards
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com

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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 graveyards. Nina is co-owner of Sirens Call Publications, 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 Kim Richards @Kim_Richards @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    A darkly wonderful story.

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