Sit Down By the Fire
Hurrying down the boreen homewards under a harvest moon Finuncane wondered, how long until midnight? Tomorrow was samhain, when the worlds collided and the dead walked the land.
A stranger fell in with him, a dark figure on the country lane. Finuncane said howyeh but the other stayed silent.
And Finuncane thought he knew who walked with him.
Hoping for two birds from a single stone, Finuncane asked the stranger had he the time at all? And the stranger, in a voice from behind the sky, said it had just turned midnight when he left Hell.
This story was a winner of the 2007 MicroHorror story contest. Congratulations, Kevin!
Comment by Nathan — November 1, 2007 @ 12:00 am
Well done on your win. Oonah :)
Comment by Oonah V Joslin — November 4, 2007 @ 6:38 pm
Kudos Kevin.
James
Comment by James Lacey — November 4, 2007 @ 7:42 pm
‘a voice from behind the sky’ Awesome!
This story is so good, Kevin, I think am going to have to hate you forever, or at least the next couple of million years or so. :)
Many congratulations on a well deserved win. Snarl, gnash.
Yours bitterly
John
Comment by john ritchie — November 5, 2007 @ 5:11 am
Nice one Batboy
Comment by plakapong — November 10, 2007 @ 6:49 am