I am linking up with Write at the Merge this week for some flash fiction, word limit 108. They gave me the first 8.
Always a challenge, every word becomes so important.
This is what I came up with....(106 words)
The bells of St. Brigit's are calling tonight.
The sounds of the bells break the silence that has surrounded the city. The waves break forth from the steeple, through the gates and rushes over the leaves.
But they are holding back. Crouched and hidden, isolated in corners of the alleys, under boxes and crates. They are clutching the fear that imprisoned them here. The events they witnessed left no trust.
A single candle pierces the darkness.
Finally, one staggers forward. Bare dirty feet and tattered clothes.
At the doorway...arms pull her into an embrace.
Candle goes out, bells go silent.
St. Brigit called only one tonight.
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