The idea this week is to take the next person in line's book cover and do a flash fiction. This one is for KA Krantz. :)
Larcourt the thief thought she could run. That was her first mistake.
Her second was making him angry.
The sorcerer tied one single strand of his target's hair around his right thumb and carefully pulled the orb from its wooden case and held it in his hands. He stared deeply into the flawless depths of the orb and whispered, "Find her."
There perfect translucence was marred by mists and a moment later he saw the mists clear, revealing the location where she was trying to hide.
There were six stone hounds along the walls of his workshop. They were meticulously detailed, from the wrinkles on their muzzles to the patterns on their carved fur.
"Find her. Bring her to me. Kill any who cross your paths."
He closed his eyes and clutched the orb. Behind him, stone grated and moved....
Monday, June 13, 2016
The Orb - Flash Fiction for K A Krantz
I write fiction, a little of everything and a lot of horror. I've written novels, comic books, roleplaying game supplements, short stories, novellas and oodles of essays on whatever strikes my fancy. That might change depending on my mood and the publishing industry. Things are getting stranger and stranger in the wonderful world of publishing and that means I get to have fun sorting through the chaos (with all the other writer-types). I have a website. This isn't it. This is where you can likely expect me to talk about upcoming projects and occasionally expect a rant or two. Not too many rants. Those take a lot of energy. In addition to writing I work as a barista, because I still haven't decided to quit my day job. Opinions are always welcome.