It’s past one when I find her. I’ve been to midnight mass and, by the time the priest wished everyone a merry Christmas, it had started to snow.
I nip out the back to collect my cardboard box and sleeping bag from behind one of the new gravestones, and that’s when I see her, pale skin drained of blood, lips tinged with blue from the cold. Her clothes are inappropriate for the time of year: a mini skirt, crop top, bare legs and Doctor Martens. Snowflakes have gathered in her hair, but they’ve failed to cover up the bloody mess of her neck.
I shiver. He’s back then, creating his growing army of followers. Night Shade, the local drug dealer and vampire. I manage to avoid him, being a devout Catholic, but I pray to God that she may lie forever with unopened eye.
Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2024
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It’s Monday, and at the dVerse Poets Pub it’s time for Prosery with Melissa, forever with unopened eye. Yes, we are riffing on Edgar Allan Poe to create very short pieces of prose or flash fiction that tell a story with a beginning, a middle, and an end, and a limit of 144 words. Somewhere within our stories we must include given lines from a poem without changing word order or adding any words; however we may add or change punctuation.
Melissa has given us historical background to this well-known writer, as well as extracts from some of his poems.
For today’s Prosery prompt, Melissa has taken lines from Poe’s poem ‘Sleeper’:
‘I pray to God that she may lie
Forever with unopened eye’.
You’re so good at horror stories, Kim. This one sent a chill up my spine.
Snowflakes have gathered in her hair, but they’ve failed to cover up the bloody mess of her neck.
I can see her.
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Thank you, Lisa. I love ghost and horror stories.
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You’re very welcome.
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A drug dealing vampire is a unique take, at least one I’ve never heard of before! This is a great piece. I wasn’t expecting that turn of events.
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Thanks Melissa, I’m delighted you like it!
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Ha! That was. Very very clever indeed!
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Thank you, Ain!
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Up to the fact that she was murdered I could almost imagine that she had succombed to the weather imagining a modern version of “The little Match Girl”, which is one the saddest H.C. Andersson’s tales. Love the imagery of the terrible scene.
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Thank you, Bjorn.
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So well done, Kim. I can see this as a much longer piece!
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Thank you, Merril. It’s one I can pick up on in the future.
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You’re welcome, Kim!
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We are on the same page here. I love “Snowflakes have gathered in her hair, but they’ve failed to cover up the bloody mess of her neck.” so effect. I wasn’t quite expecting that. Nice shivery tale.
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Thank you, Debi! I’m just up and about to start reading and commenting. I look forward to reading yours.
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A sadly dark and sinister story, Kim. Well done!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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This has just the right amount of shivers. (K)
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Thank you, Kerfe.
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Stellar scene setting. I wasn’t expecting the ending, too. The prompt works so perfectly here.
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Thank you, Katie!
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With the way you set it up, I was not expecting the direction it took. Chilling!
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Thank you, Sascha! I’ve not seen you on here for a while; welcome back!
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Thank you, Kim.
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Neck grippingly spooky!
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Thanks Marilyn!
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Great piece Kim, and right on point with the prompt. 🙂✌🏼🫶🏼
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Cheers Rob!
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Oh my, vampires… Geez, I do hope she gets to sleep indeed. Good use of the prompt. I like the set up after midnight mass. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, Selma!
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Y’ welcome Kim. 👏🏽
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One time when I was tripping on mushrooms, I had a vision where I saw good and evil actors on the world stage; immortals, who battle for or against the salvation of souls. I guess you could call them vampires, but I think The Catholic Church calls them angels and demons.
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Fabulous! I love this so much. It’s the perfect amount of creepy, Kim!
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Thank you, Colleen!
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You’re welcome, Kim.
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This really drew me in, and held my attention Kim, great story.
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Thank you, Paul.
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