The Ladies of Horror
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by A.F. Stewart
The park woodland glowed in soft orange light as the street lamps flickered on automatically. The low-lying fog diffused in eerie colour and pinpoints of radiance, giving the appearance of eyes in the night.
The Vestige took comfort in the scene; it reminded them of home. It also made it easier to see the Hunters and flee their cruel weapons or even fight back. Too many of the Vestige had fallen before they found this place; too many left behind to be dismembered by the Hunters. Not anymore. Here they had found a certain amount of safety.
Yet unease persisted in their society. Why did the Hunters hate them so? Why did they wish their annihilation? The Vestige had no answers, only speculation. Perhaps the Hunters feared what was different.
Perhaps they believed the dead should remain buried.
Fiction © Copyright A.F. Stewart
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