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Weekly Contest #377
Kynga tried to open her eyes but failed. She felt empty. Starving. Master hadn’t fed them in so long. Perhaps, tonight… Kynga pulled one of her arms up with a loud screech of the joints. Her tattered white fingers reluctantly found closed eyes on her face. They struggled to pull the eyelids apart. Kynga let out an exhausted moan as she felt her broken nails get inside the eye socket – and forced her left eye open. The House was dark, even more dead than Kynga. She looked around. There should be two of them. Shouldn’t it? “Qendra?” Kynga whis...
Weekly Contest #376
Kyki peeked at the rich house across the road. A drizzle started. SHHHHH, it went, picking up in the dark. Kyki waited, staring at Arckibald’s window in the rich house. Nothing. On the ground floor, one of the windows was lit despite the late hour. Adults must’ve been awake still. Kyki wrapped the scarf tighter around herself and shoved hands back into her pockets. She was used to being wet and cold. It didn’t mean she enjoyed it. But she had to wait for Arckibald. Arckibald would make fun of Kyki “wetting herself” for sure. Ha-ha! So funny,...
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