His sallow, monstrous face unnerved her. “I f-forbade you.”
I smell a musty body odour; I’m sweating with the cold fingers of fear on my spine – but the acrid fetor is not mine.
“You may be dead before he gets the chance to kill you. Didn’t they warn you its dangerous to venture here?"
Presenting my latest 750 word challenge story. This week's prompt is a photo of an object made by Daan Botlek, a Dutch artist. This challenge was set by Miranda Kate, please find her on twitter @PurpleQueenNL. The challenge is part of her #MidWeekFlash game on Facebook, and the link is below the story. Katia's Ordeal... Continue Reading →