Flash Fiction Friday: Tributary
Thursday, January 6th, 2011
She stumbled through the dense undergrowth, falling. She lay prone in the icy water. Droplets of cold rain soothed her bruises. She was weary. So weary. Unsure as to whether her legs would carry her any further, she brought her hands together in supplication. A prayer to the Gods that he wouldn’t find her.
She knew her jungle homeland and this…this man…was a stranger from a strange land. Intruder.
She tried to pick herself up and move on. She needed the safety of her tribal family. She wanted the warmth of her mother’s arms, the love of her sisters. She was tired. So tired. Just as she felt the surge of strength to carry on, she heard the crack of twigs as he blundered out into the clearing and fell upon her.
She cried out as he grabbed her roughly by the hair.
And begged the swollen river swallow him whole, lest he kill her before the night was done.
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