Time again for Friday Fictioneers. A 100 words of fiction based around the photo prompt provided. Follow the link to join in the fun. I’ve gone a little dark this week, a change is as good as a rest, or so they say.
Photo Copyright : J Hardy Carroll
Light and dark, love and hate, he was friends with both, intimately acquainted. On the surface; welcoming, familiar, someone you remember, someplace you can’t forget.
And yet if you looked a little closer, held his gaze a little longer, a sense of something darker, something you couldn’t quite place.
Evil filled his cup, though he seemed a reluctant connoisseur. An internal battle fuelled by passion and need, waged war against emotion and faith.
My soul watched, as they walked past my broken body, buried deep beneath the brambles.
Reverend Jones wiped a tear from my younger sister’s cheek.
I felt his darkness stir…