She was a Black Hole
I grew up on Ficlets. There, the writer inside me had a home. I'm a teacher now, and a 4th grader who reminds me so much of myself asked, "Why don't you share your writing with us?" So, I come tentatively, searching for a place to stretch my writing muscles again.
I kept her at the periphery of my life, all too aware of the danger. She was a black hole, and if I dared to venture near enough, I'd be pulled in, pulled apart. Infinite gravity, infinitesimal space. No chance of escape.
I don't know where I went wrong. I was careful, paranoid even. I played the part, surrounded myself with banal conversations with the dudes at the office. I never went out alone. I wasn't alone tonight. Office Dude John was just in the bathroom, his second beer having made the visit urgent. I kept watch of our glasses at the bar.
A spider crept across my shoulder.
"Jesus!" I moved to swipe it away and met a pale hand that snatched mine and pulled me around
"Hardly," she smirked. The icy golden glamour in her eyes spun me like a fly in spider silk. Her lithe fingers turned the promise ring I always wore. "You're attached? Pity."
Hypnotized, I shook my head. Her smile spread.
No number of oblivious jock-boy co-workers could save me now.
However, that ring--and its bearer--might.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
Comments (3 so far!)
SWEET! I love the allure of her golden eyes. Glamour is often used to connotate vampirism, or their ability to charm victims. Was this your intention?
- #2686 Posted 1 year ago
Yes, I meant glamour with the connotations of magical deceit.
- #2697 Posted 1 year ago
I added 3 more sections. But I have no idea what you envision for the villain. I also gave the two ring bearers names. But I did not name the villainess you created.
- #2700 Posted 1 year ago
Inspired by (prequel to):
My ring grew ice cold. I hid it under my leg. I wasn't sure if it would glow in the dark theater, bu…Promise Ring
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