Week one entry for
brigits_flame .
Prompt: Luminary
Wordcount: 900
Note: This was supposed to continue past its current ending, but I ran out of time. Perhaps I will finish it at a later date.
Dream
Helen curled up on the pile of dirty straw in the corner of the cell. It was damp and moldy and stank of urine and the feces of rodents. She covered herself as best she
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Well anyway, I really liked this. It's so bittersweet the way she imagines that family just so, her idea of happiness and comfort.
I think the reason the villagers wouldn't stand up for is because they'd be thought of as witches themselves and thrown in with her. It's unfair, because there's no way for someone to win once accused. That's really tough, but it's good she had something nice to think about in what must be her last few days.
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I've read yours! I have...I've just not said I have yet. *more fail*
Thank you V. I did a bit of reading into the witch hunts and it made me very sad.
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I get that way especially with good stories because I want to say something insightful and intelligent so I figure I should wait til I'm "in the mood." Heh.
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I'm sorry you had to edit one of my sloppier works, but alas, it couldn't be helped. :)
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