Friday, January 23, 2015

Flash Fiction Friday - Ghosts

            A man, covered in blood, stood at the gate. And another man behind him. And a woman. There were about a dozen in all, drenched in enough blood to fill a lake.
            They tugged at the skirt of my wedding dress, trying to pull me away from the house.
            “He did this to you, didn’t he?”
            They nodded, pulling, pulling me away.
            “My husband is a murderer.”
            They gestured for me to run, to get away from the one who killed them. I struggled out of their grip and turned back to the house, grinning.
             “I knew we were well-matched.”


Today's Novel Idea Prompted by: "A man, covered in blood, just walked up to the gate."


Brianne Ramsay Dosch said...

This is so great! I was worried she was scared to marry him, but she's a murderer too! So clever :)

Ginny-Gin-Gin said...

Oooh, I really love this one! The images of the bloody people are terrifying! And the turn is great! And, while I'm still curious, I love that it is wrapped up. Super solid flash fiction :D