Here's some free fiction, a possible piece for another Prunella Smith Book. Personally I don't beleieve in demons, not the tangible kind, but I get what my character Prunella Smith is saying here. This is Prunella's memory of a time before the events in Worlds Within Worlds. I didn’t believe in demons, until I met one. I didn’t recognise it at first, because it hid from me, and even when I did finally manage to look right at it, it didn’t look the way I expected a demon would look. It looked surprisingly like me. Only its eyes were red from crying, and its hair stuck up at all sorts of crazy angles except where it was flat on one side where I lay on it because I couldn’t manage to drag myself out of bed. It had purple shadows beneath its eyes from lack of sleep and a face that was little more than a skull with skin stretched over it because I’d lost so much weight. I stared into the mirror and didn’t recognise myself. I saw something else in my body, something dark and … [Read more...]
Friday Free Web Ficton: Corridors of my Mind
Every week in Friday Free Web Fiction I post a first draft scene from my work in progress (WIP), or a short story, or an excerpt from one of my books. Today’s offering is from my Prunella Smith WIP, Past Worlds, The Lock Smith's Secret. A corridor opens up before me. Or is it a corridor? It doesn’t seem to have walls, and yet it does. I sense a universe outside, and I glimpse a star field beyond the walls, as if through thick tinted glass. Stars sparkle and galaxies swirl around me. I stare at them as I pass. I feel their power, their pulsing energy, yet they remain apart, beyond the walls. A faint light draws me on and the sound of metal tools working echoes faintly down the corridor. Someone’s down there. I quicken my pace but seem to get no closer. Suddenly, the light is to my right, no longer ahead. I stop and stare through the translucent walls. An endless field of almost transparent corridors surround my corridor. Some run parallel to mine, some at right angles. … [Read more...]
