It’s Flash Fiction Friday!!!
One picture, 100 words (no more, no less) and wonderful writers with their own unique take on the same image.
Arturo’s sweat displaces the murky algae that floats on top of the inlet of Morgan’s Lake. He marvels at the firmness of Joi’s buttocks as she clings to Elapid Rock and with a flex of his stomach, he inches inside her. Joi’s velvet wet vice sends a flutter of ecstasy through him, which is violently replaced by the pain from razor sharp teeth penetrating his thigh.
“It’s feeding time,” Joi whispers before pulling away.
As Arturo weakens from the loss of blood he spots a set of glowing golden eyes locked on him before he’s dragged beneath the bloodstained water.
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