An Ancient Sin (5)
“It’s time.”
His arms stiffen, reluctant to relinquish this terrible, precious burden. But the child in his arms is gone. Only her twin remains at his side.
“Time?”
“To leave. She was all hate. But she’s better now. So we need to leave.”
“Where is she?”
“Where she was meant to be. With me.”
Emotions, so unfamiliar, blinding him, suffocating.
“And where are you?”
The child smiles, a tiny, radiant jewel. “You’ll find out. There’s a lot of stuff we have to do first.”
The light fades. The room fades. The girl fades.
Only the feelings remain. Guilt. Sorrow.
Hope.
5 comments add one below
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Jonathan Mills about 9 years ago
More soon I hope. Nearing the end of Witch and Lizard's first segment, so more Prophet and Reaper coming. I think.
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D.M. about 9 years ago
You amaze me. How do you map out the story? Do you use a white board, or
some other kind of system? Or, do you go one drabble to the next, one hundred
words at a time? I would love to know. -
Jonathan Mills about 9 years ago
Basically the second one. Not organised enough for the first one. I have a written plan of the background and the story so far, but the rest is fluid. Is it weird that I get a lot of the ideas for these in the bathroom?
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D.M. about 9 years ago
Take 'em where you can get 'em!
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Jonathan Mills about 9 years ago
Trouble focusing lately, maybe a delay before the next instalment.
