Frisky Friday Flash Fiction

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Happy Friday! It’s time for another installment in Frisky Friday Flash Fiction. You know the drill. I provide a picture and the first lines of a 300 word story. I’ll post the remainder next week.

Let’s look back at the previous story:

Keeper of Darkness 2

“The Keepers of Dark”

 It’s always the quiet ones…

In silence, darkness hides.

The voices, in Sabrina Jones’ head, stopped a day ago.

When we speak, it filters out seeking the light.

The darkness conquers all it touches.

Slowly, her life changed.

“Sabrina, can you help me with dinner?”

The girl rolled her eyes and left the kitchen. Her mother made a random excuse for Sabrina’s irreverent behavior. Little did the woman know her daughter had forgotten how to do the mundane things in life.

Best to keep it hidden.

Speak less, watch more.

Sabrina spent most days in her room sitting by the window. It was easier if she kept to herself. No one checked to see if she even still existed.

Innocent actions for dark beings.

In watching they cannot harm.

It was a session with someone named Dr. Watson. The too skinny blonde crossed her legs and readied her pen. “So, how have you been coping with the changes in your life, Sabrina?”

“She has no complaints,” the girl said.

The woman scribbled some notes. “Referring to yourself in the third person again?”

“How shall I refer to myself?” the girl checked her nails. “Sabrina doesn’t care to speak to you.”

“And who are you?” the doctor asked.

“Some call me the Destroyer. Consider me an advisor for Sabrina.” The girl stood and walked to the window.

“What things do you advise her to do?”

“It’s her job to stay silent.” The girl moved the curtain to one side. “Informing others of our existence is disastrous.”

“How so?”

The glass reflected the blackness crawling across the girl’s blue eyes. “Words can do just as much good as bad.”

It’s only through our words that they rampage and pillage, divide and conquer.

Thank God for the quiet ones, the keepers of dark.


 

And now, for this week’s story:

A Shade's Memories

Night spread its wings across the land. The stars took their place in the sky. Rilynn, now just another dark spectre, edged closer to the castle. She waited with heavy heart outside the door. Forever forbidden to enter again.

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