Slivers, that’s all I ever saw – it peered through the crack of a door that didn’t seat in its jam; between window and sash where the slightest breeze blew; below floorboards that had shrunken, leaving the barest opening. Slivers, as it watched and waited. For what, I dared not imagine in my waking hours, though I’d suspect it was for my guard to falter.
Closeting myself in a fully sealed room with no chinks each night, I allowed myself sleep when it would come. My dreams invaded by visions of that godless eye. It stared at me relentlessly, the light absorbed by its depth-less void; a lie of beauty hidden among the allure of its iridescent skin. But I knew far better than to be fooled by its camouflage. Looking into that eye, I could see what it promised – it promised pain, it promised torture, it promised an end that would not come swiftly or easily. Worse yet than the uncaring, unfeeling eye were the endless rows of teeth. They glistened, dripped with saliva. Translucent and viciously pointed; some jutted straight upward to pierce and stab, others curved backward toward its bulbous throat, insuring that once it had snagged its prey, there would be no escape. Teeth designed for ripping, tearing, rending chunks of flesh from bone to be swallowed whole. A gruesome death awaited any that it caught. I did not wish to die that way.
Perhaps worst of all were the moments sleep did not come in my tiny sanctuary. I’d crouch listening as it scratched at the walls, the floor, the ceiling above me. It knew where I hid; it was only a matter of time before it breached my woeful defenses. This we both knew, but still I longed to live just one more day…
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December 13th, 2013 at 9:51 am
Three seemingly simple paragraphs that left me at the edge of my seat, yearning for more. I loved this, Nina! The worst part of this ‘creature’ is that you can only see its eye; from that alone, you managed to cram this flash piece with tremendous stress and fear. Readers who miss your flash…as well all your fiction…miss out on plenty.
December 28th, 2013 at 3:02 pm
Thank you, Joe! I’m glad you found this flash gripping… it was from (I think) the August ezine comparative flash that we do in each issue. I tried like hell not to write about that eyeball, but it wouldn’t come out any other way! lol – My original focus was on the teeth, but that eye kept staring at me. I’m really glad you enjoyed it! :}
December 13th, 2013 at 10:05 am
As always, the pain, boh mental and physical, are visceral. Now, for your next piece, i dare you to hit us with a romcom. 😉
December 14th, 2013 at 8:08 pm
I do so love a dare!!! Thanks, Hunter – the picture that goes with this piece is really cool/freaky/eerie. You’d like it – a monster from the deep – but of miniature proportion! lol Its in the August SCP eZine. 😀
December 14th, 2013 at 6:55 pm
Here’s to another day!
Great story … as usual!
(P.S. I think the scorpion in the keychain waves at me sometimes …)
December 14th, 2013 at 8:03 pm
But the real concern is… do you wave back?? lol
Thanks, Jon. I love restricted Flash – this one is 300 words based on a slice of a picture of a deep sea fish. Beautiful, but eerie looking thing! 😉
December 15th, 2013 at 9:55 pm
I don’t wave back, though I do wink back from time to time.
December 18th, 2013 at 11:22 am
December 14th, 2013 at 8:52 pm
Loved it! Amazing as always. I’d like to see a RomCom from you 😀
December 28th, 2013 at 3:05 pm
Glad you enjoyed it, Mari!! It’s always fun to write photo inspired, word-count restricted flash fic for me. A RomCom… hmmm, I’ll think about polluting my blog with one! LOL
Thanks again, Mari! ;}
December 31st, 2013 at 2:09 pm
your writing has broadened this year. Another excellent piece
Happy New Year Dark Angel
December 31st, 2013 at 5:21 pm
Thank you, Leslie! Happy New Year to you as well, MoonDustWriter!! 🙂
December 31st, 2013 at 5:28 pm
Happy New Year, Nina!
December 31st, 2013 at 5:29 pm
Happy New Year to you as well! 🙂
December 31st, 2013 at 5:30 pm
January 15th, 2014 at 6:10 pm
Whoa… as usual, Mrs. Dark Angel, this was bleak and quite terrifying. The imagery, the palatable sense of tension and anxiety, the inevitability of doom. Should I be worried?
January 15th, 2014 at 6:14 pm
Shouldn’t we all??? Thank you, Matt! I hope it was enjoyable as well as terrifying. ;}