The Ladies of Horror
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The Eternal Consort
by Satcha Russell
The eternal consort waited within as Petra approached the place of consecration. She only had her imaginings of what it looked like. No one who entered ever returned. It was the doorway to the underworld, the portal to the other side, and once you crossed, you could not cross back.
But this year, she’d been chosen as the annual giving, and thus her destiny led her to this peaceful looking deception. She had no idea what it was like on the other side. Only that she’d be the everlasting concubine to the Lord of Below.
She wasn’t sure if she should take a slice of cake or not. Was it no more than an illusion to help with the unease that accompanies anyone sent there?
Petra stood in the doorway and peered inside. She could see nothing, but felt a subtle breeze against her face. When she put one foot across the threshold, the soft wind turned to a howl and she felt herself pulled in. She gripped the sides of the door and tried to hold on, but the force was too strong. One by one, her fingers slipped and she was sucked into the gateway, damned to an afterlife of hell.
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A lot of atmosphere in a very few words – nicely crafted
Darkly elegant and quietly terrifying with the dread of destiny with chilling simplicity. Petra’s hesitation over a slice of cake adds a heartbreakingly human touch before the inevitable pull of fate. That final image of her fingers slipping and hope vanishing is devastating in its quiet finality.