The night was dark as soot, save for the solitary candle burning inside the house. The balmy evening buzzing with night life. The kids looking for avenues to burn their last vestiges of energy. For mischief to brew before they tucked in for the night. They would gather around her like moths turning to light.
The roads were less traveled - outdoors were peaceful, private. The skies were clear and the stars could still be counted. Sitting in the verandah, the cool air lulling, her flowing words stilled young limbs and held them captive around her. Drawn into the intricacies being unraveled, they forgot all else. Caught up in the magic she wove.
The sudden glaring lights as the power came on were unwelcome and protests flew wild when the words stopped. But there were more nights to come. And a story to complete.
3 comments:
:) Thank you.
Summer power cuts :)
But I clearly remember reading yesterday on this post about vampires lurking in the dark, sucking blood and devils tearing a random kid or two into pieces... limb by limb.
Did my evil mind just make that up?
:D
Na, your mind working fine.. I didn't want the poor mosquitoes defamed and decided to remove that ref to vampires :P
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