3rd JULY 2020
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
MISTY MOON MAGIC
by John Yeo
The night was perfect for Eli, he had been waiting for the full moon. There was a faint mist swirling around the huge monolith. The stones were lit up and conditions seemed just right.
He’d been sad for weeks since his lifetime partner Miriam had been killed by a lightning strike.
It was out of the blue a sudden electrical storm with wicked forked lightning had quickly blown up and taken the life of Miriam.
Eli had searched through his many volumes of magical spells and came across the perfect spell for bringing life back from the dead.
Eli had some locks of Miriam’s hair that he placed on the largest stone, known locally as the altar stone.
He intoned the age-old words and called to the misty moonlight to raise Miriam’s spirit.
Suddenly there was a heavy downpour, with crashing thunder and streaks of lightning that cut through the misty atmosphere.
Eli was struck down and died instantly. Miriam had been calling to him from the other side of the curtain of death.
Their spirits were reunited by the light of the mystical magic of a blue moon.
The storm soon petered out leaving Eli’s lifeless body draped across the altar stone. There was a smile transforming his face in death.
© Written by John Yeo