Hope

A 100 word short story

She holds his hand.

Her bitter tears long dried.

Hope fading he will ever return from this endless sleep.

Yet he is far away.

Standing with armour brightly burnished. Golden sword raised.

His brave companions by his side.

Battle hardened. Weapons ready.

The portal breaking. Ancient wards finally weakening.

Monsters most foul, pound on the doorway. Their black and red tentacles, cloaked in spikes, ripe with poison, desperate to find a way through. To feast on human flesh.

These spirit warriors, who’s bodies lie withering in hospital beds, are our last hope.

Cracks appear.

A triumphant roar.

They are coming.

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Well, it’s certainly good to be back writing 100 word stories again! Even if it is only for a wee while! Either way, eldritch horror certainly seems to be on my mind at the moment.

Also, a big hello to my new subscribers. Lovely to have you all here.

A couple of people to thank this week. Firstly a very special thanks to the wonderful

Caro Henry

for the prompt to write a 100 word short story based on the word, “Coma” : -

One Hundred-Word Wonders

I had two ideas, but went with this one. I might publish the other story if I can actually think of a decent ending!

Then a shout out to the great

Nick Winney

for reminding me of the British horror author Graham Masterton who, along with Caro’s prompt, made me think back to Masterton’s Night Warriors stories from forty years ago on which this short tale ended up being loosely based.

Anyway, I’m not sure if this is the start of a new series, but I hope you enjoyed it.

Thanks for reading. Until next time.

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