Tale Weaver #105: The Dark Side 02.02.17

This week’s Tale Weaver is to write a dark story – something from your twisted mind; a piece of gritty film noir; a story with a tragic ending; what scares you when you try to sleep at night; what scares you when you read/listen to the news.

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Time was running out.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, no-one to give her sanctuary.
The moon was her enemy, too bright as it danced amongst the night clouds, searching her out, illuminating her body.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But even beauty has its dark side.

Her lover waited.
The promise of what was to come had been misunderstood.
She had to find him, make love to him one final time.
Try to explain how it was, why it was, what she was.
She would never be free, and They could never be.

The two lay side by side, sated by passion, he sleeping, she awake looking at the sky.
‘I love you,’ she whispered.
The moon came out in its full gleaming splendour.
She drank in its beams, transforming as he stirred.
‘I’m so sorry…’
As she drank his life’s blood, his last thought was how beautiful she was.

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About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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7 Responses to Tale Weaver #105: The Dark Side 02.02.17

  1. Lorraine says:

    Great walk on the dark side. You create an air of sympathy for the “monster” of the piece — seeing the darkness through her eyes.
    Thanks for participating!

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