The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Suzanne Madron @suzannemadron @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

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Descent
by Suzanne Madron

The city streets after four in the morning are no place for the faint of heart. The giant heartbeat slows and the omnipresent breathing grinds down to the rumble of occasional and infrequent inhales and exhales of subways and buses. Skyscrapers and brownstones press dark against a brightening sky like a bedhead of concrete and steel. If one is unprepared to look that ugliest of one-night stands in the face during the wee hours, then one has no business living on its asphalt skin like a human tick attempting to burrow in and survive on its lifeblood.
I have business here, though I am merely wandering through on my way to other places. I come to this city in between my assignments to recharge, to drink in the ambient energy of the island. To sing it back to sleep when it jerks from a nightmare. If it were to wake up, we would all be in a world of shit.
Tonight, the city is stirring in its slumber, on the verge of waking, and I must hurry if I am to be successful. I must reach its heart before the sun rises.
The staircase yawns downward before me and I can see there are no homeless people in this particular tunnel, as if they, too, sensed the shift in the air and left for places else. A low, growling moan vibrates the concrete maw and the bulbs flicker like eyelids trying to open. My footfalls echo around me and downward, chasing me into the darkening shadows of the subway platform below and beyond into the darkness of the tunnel.
I sing as I go, softly at first and then louder as I enter the blinking darkness of the train tunnel. Every city – every place – has a heart. This city is no different, except that its heart is so much bigger, so much louder, than others. The earth shudders beneath my feet as I continue on, the sensation easily mistaken for a nearing subway train. I know better.
My song echoes outward and upward as I reach my destination. A dilapidated brick archway is all that adorns this most sacred of places buried deep beneath the layers of civilizations come and gone. Beyond the archway is a cavern lit only by guttering candles arranged in sconces in a circle. In the center of the design is a bed. In the center of the bed sleeps a child of indeterminate gender.
I continue to sing as I replace the dying candles and candles that have already gone out with fresh ones. The new light is brighter and will last longer. The sleeper turns over and breathes evenly, the young brow is no longer furrowed by troubled dreaming and the earth settles into its usual quiet hum as I leave the cavern to travel to the next place. To the next sleeper.
Fiction © Copyright Suzanne Madron
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com 

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More from Suzanne Madron:

For Sale or Rent

The house across the street seems to go on the market every few months, but this time nothing about the sale is normal, including the new owners. No sooner has the for sale sign come down and the neighborhood is thrown into a Lovecraftian nightmare and the only way to find out is to attend the house warming party.

 

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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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4 Responses to The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Suzanne Madron @suzannemadron @Sotet_Angyal #LoH #fiction

  1. afstewart says:

    Wonderfully descriptive and ominous.

  2. Marge Simon says:

    Amazing, Suzanne! One of the best composed & written stories yet! I was particularly taken with original images such as “Skyscrapers and brownstones press dark against a brightening sky like a bedhead of concrete and steel.” Your story has undertones of creepiness –that actually lead the reader to a quiet and peaceful ending. Excellent! I hope you sell it to a good home.

  3. Charles Gramlich says:

    Excellent.

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