The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Ela Lourenco
Kaleidoscope shadows intertwine with the meagre shreds of light making it through the dusty old stained-glass windows of this derelict church. This place, once admired for its architecture and grandeur now long forgotten, abandoned in the search of something newer and better.
Hordes of spiders live here now, paying no mind to the piercing chill spearing through the loose stones. There is no one else here. No one except me that is. I am still queen here, no matter that I no longer have a court. My powers still course through my body, rippling as the earth’s own core pulsates with untapped magic.
I weave in and out of the obsidian shadows, peering out of my stone haven. Fascinated by how much the world has changed, and yet transfixed by how much they remain the same. This is my realm, my domain. I can perform my experiments here without hindrance. With each passing day, I am one step closer to success – one step closer to becoming one of ‘them’. Once I shed my feline form I will be truly free to leave this sanctuary and bend the world to my will.
Fiction © Copyright Ela Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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