Here is this week's prompt:
My Flash Fiction:
The creature sat lazily in the high branches of a tree,
picking its sharp yellow teeth with its long, ragged fingernails. A closer look
would reveal gray skin long since void of any warm pigment and blood red eyes
that shone with anything but humanity. Voices carried to the top branches, the
creature tensed with excitement. It seemed the jogger it had been stalking must
have felt its presence and brought a friend for protection. Silly humans, it thought as it swooped
down from its perch. No one stands a
chance against the ancient thirst of the Wendigo once it has found its prey.
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I really enjoyed the casual feel this has. You start us off with the creature being so chill, like eating people is not a big deal at all. Which fits the character of the wendigo perfectly. I also loved your use of mythos! Wendigos are under-appreciated.
ReplyDeleteGah, I'm so happy you're doing this, too! Great descriptions and great choice in using the Wendigo! I was like, man, I feel like the X-Files missed out in not using this creepy, creepy creature! And then I looked it up and it was in the first season :P (It's just been a long time since I watched season one, okay?! :D)
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