Flash Fiction Friday: Wire Pilgrimage

A sinister image for this week’s prompt. It conjured up connotations of death camps, suffering and gruesome horror movies. And I totally went with that! Bit of a post-apocalyptic spin, I feel, too. Open to interpretation anway.

Madison Wood’s response to her photo can be found over here.

Madison Woods, Barbed Wire, Flash Fiction Friday, 100 word challenges
Barbed Wire by Madison Woods

Wire Pilgrimage

The Monster’s Martyrs are bound into a single, agonised unit of pain and forced to walk ten miles together for the annual sacrifice. This year they used razor wire. I recognise my poor brother staggering amongst them. A few pray, some sob; my brother curses, lifts his head to swear at the sky so wounds pour again. Dried blood has patterned obscenely on his flayed skin. Their suffering makes His mouth water, I’m told. Shuddering, I hide in the shallow grave I dug by His rusted tower, clutching the grenade tight, awaiting His appearance. This will not happen again.

Flash Fiction Friday: Wire Pilgrimage

23 thoughts on “Flash Fiction Friday: Wire Pilgrimage

  1. Russell says:

    Great story, Joanna. My mouth is watering to see if the grenade does the trick. Beautifully descriptive writing. I look forward to reading more from you.

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  2. I loved this story and thought it was seriously well written. You convey dark, deperate imagery really well and the whole thing had a Lovecraftian modern vibe. Definitely a parade of madness, seeking to appease an unknowable god/entity of power. Very nice work.

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