Another week, another prompt for the Friday Fictioneers graciously provided by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The task is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Riders On the Storm
They ride on the storm like thunder-gods of old. Storm clouds are their allies: they ritualize the carnage, exalt death. All you can do is run.
The people don’t run; they are mesmerized. Some already pray to the creatures of darkness as if they’d grant mercy, or justice. Blood sacrifice for powers they don’t understand seems to give their meaningless deaths an impact they wouldn’t otherwise have. Fools!
The clouds come closer. I thought I was safe in this abandoned city. I’m not. Fool!
My hands shake. I know what they really are, they are no gods. I run faster.
The title comes from The Doors: Riders on the storm.
Thundergod image: Wooden sculpture of Raijin, the God of Thunder. Located at the Hawaii Shingon MissionBy D100763 – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=14796681