Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Flash Fiction DST

The Equation of Time **93 words

Moonlit fog roiled silently 'round the granite marker. The name furrowed on its face was unimportant. 'Twas the dates beneath that mattered. A strange custom had developed in this region and with innumerable participants, the people ripped Time from one chronology and reinserted it into the fabric of the universe later. The body six feet below the surface had ceased living in another season when Fate had slated a painful demise to begin, a finale unfinished because their ritual had interrupted. But the corpse was about to regain that hour. 

Three, two, one....