This week, we have this dealio going on over at Brenda Drake Writes . . . under the influence of coffee.
Post the first 250 words of your story, get some reactions (hopefully) and post some comments for others. Then submit the entry via email.
So away we go!
Name: Wes Ford
Title: A Spoil of Wishes
Genre: Contemporary Fantasy
Melalain watched in silence as her apprentice toiled away at his work. He was still young—How old had he said? Twelve years? She had lived too long to be aware of age anymore—but quite capable. His current project was not something a first-year apprentice could usually handle, but he was deft at the art of carnomancy. It wasn’t a particularly dangerous assignment, either. There was only a small chance that it could be fatal.
She monitored his progress from the observation balcony that circled the workshop. His hands danced through the proper patterns and his voice intoned the ancient words of power. He was doing very well so far, and a smile touched the witch’s face.
He drew the ceremonial knife across his chest, a single gash in the flesh above the heart, drawn deeply. He didn’t even winced from the pain. He just held the knife over the cauldron to let the blood dripped into the bubbling mixture.
Thick, scarlet vapor exploded from the cauldron, swallowing his rhythmic chant with a menacing hiss.
Wes
will note that he did a little editing to his beginning based on some of the other feedback he had received earlier. Thanks, again!
