Star Child (part 4)
Fifty years to chew through rusting iron chains and rotting leather straps. Another fifty clawing through thick stone masonry, first with nails grown to a talon’s length, then with pallid, withering flesh, then bone hardened and sharpened in to razor claws.
Her body, a thin coil of muscle and bone, birdlike. Her hair, a shapeless, fetid mass of whiplash strands, ever hunting like the tongues of serpents.
Her eyes are bottomless, eternal black diamonds. A legacy of her father.
And she is hungry.
100 years for the star child to taste the night once more.
That would be about now.
- Category: Horror, Chillers & Ghost Stories
- Tags: Star Child, Lovecraftian
3 comments add one below
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Jonathan Mills over 9 years ago
Probably the last part, unless I think of another one. We'll see.
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Jonathan Mills over 9 years ago
Thanks. To be honest I think the mystery adds something, not sure that anything I could come up with would be worth dispelling it by providing some of the answers, but, as I said, we'll see. Maybe something will spring up later. Again, thanks for reading.
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Jonathan Mills over 9 years ago
...and having said that, have since written part 5. That was quite some half hour. Hope you enjoy it.
