Zeds – 11 Friday Fictioneers
image courtesy of Lora Mitchell
This is my Friday Fictioneer story for the Madison Wood flash fictioneers. Please stop over and join the fun.
Reaper led the girl near the large building for shelter. She was losing her will to fight the hive’s evil call. Nights were the worst, now even in daylight she walked half lucid in the grey nightmare the telepathic beast sang to her. It was insanity to enter the city, but here lived the one crazy eccentric man who might save her. Reaper had been here once before.
He glanced back and saw she had wandered into the open, stood transfixed before a damaged statue. Reaper rushed over and gently took her arm as she muttered
“It’s broken, like me.”
Zeds — zombies listed in the catagories on this site. They start here.
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Okay, now I’m intrigued to learn more about this Reaper. I’ll be heading back to check out the previous installments. I certainly liked what I read here!
read as many as you please. thanks for stopping.
Very cool, and now I’m going back to see what I’ve missed in the earlier bits. Nice writing!
As a person who has not read all the installments before (yet), I was glad the story stood up on its own. I liked the ending, and the reference back to the prompt.
Powerful last line “It’s broken, like me.” Wonder where this is going. Thanks for commenting on mine.
I’m reminded of “the sirens sweetly singing” from Tales of Brave Ulysses.
aww. poor girl. but maybe broken can be fixed.
Good work, interesting to see how you proceed 🙂
Thanks for your comment on ours.
thanks! Glad you stopped by
Last line packed a great punch. An interesting premise–we need more.
Here’s mine: http://unexpectedpaths.com/friday-fictioneers/homo-avis/
thanks! Appreciate your stopping by
wait… I’m confused (my usual state) – did she also just have a brain scan?
You know, I never thought of it, but yes, that would count!
Loved the line “It’s broken like me.” Who of us (who are honest) hasn’t felt that way at some point. Thanks for you kind comment on mine.
I like this line “Nights were the worst, now even in daylight she walked half lucid in the grey nightmare the telepathic beast sang to her”. Your story is developing nicely.
thanks — I appreciate you taking the time to comment. I had to see if I could do something without gore. Though I admit my inner child delights in grossing everyone out!
Dear Billgncs,
The hive has you. I agree with Sandra. Well done.
Aloha,
Doug
Thanks! Always glad to hear from you. And I really mean that!
Great incorporation of the prompt into the continuing saga. Liked it.
thanks! I am always glad you stopped by!