The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Naching T. Kassa @NachingKassa @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

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by Naching T. Kassa 

The village lies sleeping beneath a silver disc of moon, and the beast walks its streets.

The woman staggers out of the pub with two gold pieces and a song on her lips. She makes for the dark street and I follow, walking as silently as a ghost in a graveyard.

Her voice fills the empty thoroughfare, ringing off the cobbled stone. She sings of a boy called Billy, one who’s stolen her heart away.

A strange coincidence. Billy is my name.

It’s a cold night. The kind that chills a man to the bone and causes steam to rise from a severed artery. I can almost smell the blood now, its metallic, cloying scent makes my mouth water. Her footsteps lead me farther into the darkness.

She pauses, her song dying away. I halt too. I strain to hear the sound which has stopped her in her tracks. It could not be me. Never me.

She resumes her song and moves on to a nearby building where she leans and pours her heart out into the sky. Her voice cracks, as she curses the boy she once loved.

A breeze rises, carrying her scent—meat pie and beer—toward me. There’s another smell too. Tobacco. My heart quickens.

There’s a soft rustle up ahead. I hear it long before she does, and I can barely contain myself. Soon, I will bite into soft flesh and gorge myself on a fountain of blood. The anticipation weakens my knees.

As the woman passes the mouth of the alley, a place enshrouded in shadow, he leaps out. His knife gleams in the moonlight.

He would’ve taken her in his arms and silenced her screams with a single slash at the throat, had I not leaped into the way. I barrel into her, knocking her aside. She falls. I think she might scream, but she doesn’t. Instead, she scrambles up and flees.

My prey, the one I have waited for so long, stares at me with wide eyes. His hand quakes as he grips the knife and I swat it away when he tries to strike. It tumbles, end over end, and clatters against the wall. He stands helpless before me.

My voice, rendered a guttural growl by the fullness of the moon, has long lost its humanity. I cannot speak and so I howl. He shrieks.

The village continues to sleep beneath the silver disc of moon.

While I slay the beast.


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2 Responses to The Ladies of Horror Flash Project – #Horror #author Naching T. Kassa @NachingKassa @darc_nina #LoH #fiction

  1. Marge Simon says:

    Now this, Ladies & Gents (if you’re reading this) is how to write a great little flash horror story; no extra words, fresh as the dew upon the serrated blade come morning! Don’t tell me you guessed the ending early on, either!

  2. Well, that didn’t go where I expected at all – kept me guessing right to the end – well played 🙂

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