The Ladies of Horror
Lady of the Loch
by Ela Lourenco
I no longer feel the crystal drops tracing down my cheeks, nor do the icy waters trouble me. This is all I know now, it is all that I am. Born of a mother’s womb, yet fated to become ‘other’. Snatched at infancy by the fey I am no longer mortal, no longer am I of the Earth.
Lady of the Loch they call me, whispering my name in hushed tones of quiet terror. I am the darkness waiting in the glacial depths, I am the end to all beginnings.
I am become heartless, deaf to sorrow and pain, my feelings numbed after centuries past. I mourn not my family, long departed to a place I can never follow.
Robbed of a chance of home and hearth, I seek fleeting solace in the arms of those departed souls who, lured by the teasing rippling of my glassy surface, were foolish enough to dare to glimpse upon my true reflection.
Bound am I to forever haunt these shores, destined to lure men to their watery graves.
I may be alone, but I will never be forgotten.
Fiction © Copyright Ela Lourenco
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About Author Ela Lourenco:
Ela Lourenco now lives in sunny Scotland with her husband and two daughters after a lifetime of nomadic existence. Aside from writing (or buried nose deep in a good book!) she runs Creative writing workshops for children and young adults with the hopes of ‘infecting’ everyone with a passion for storytelling and reading with a special interest in converting reluctant readers and helping those with learning difficulties.
Lover of all books, she particularly loves mystery, horror, science fiction and all things fantasy and supernatural.
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