Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt.Inside-out.

This is my entry to Sue Vincent of Daily Echo #writephoto.

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Inside out.

Lisa with Hope suggly attached to her back in a blanket arrived a day after Fay had sent out her plea for help. 

“Why are you here” asked Fay when she saw Lisa, “I have come to help you, I heard your cry for help.” Fay looked uncertain, “how can I know I can trusted you? ” She demanded of Lisa. “You can’t ” said Lisa ” We just don’t have time to worry about that now” 

Fay was shocked but as Mathew needed help and she had no idea what to do she followed Lisa’s bidding. Following  Lisa and Hope she carried Mathew to the back of the gloomy cavern to a hidden door which Lisa unlocked.

As they climbed the steep stairs Fay looked out of the window amazed at how heavily it was raining, she looked up to see water pouring out of the mouth of a stone gargoyle on the roof, it was cascading like a fountain. “Where are we going” asked Fay. Lisa spoke over shoulder, ” this castle belongs to my people, I am a witch you know and as such I can use this castle as and when I choose.” 

Fay was shocked, she tried not to show it but Lisa knew. When they reached the top of the staircase Fay was unsure of what to expect, it was pitch black. Lisa muttered something and suddenly there was light and a fire burning in a huge fire place at the end of the room. To one side of the room there as a bed, Lisa told Fay to put Mathew down on it. 

Fay watched as Lisa put Hope’s blanket into an empty draw then lay the baby snuggly inside. Lisa Turned to Fay and handing her a bucket asked her to go and fetch some of the water that was falling from the roof. 

The rain was freezing yet Fay welcomed the cold wet on her skin, she felt it was cleansing her. As soon as the bucket was full she returned to the turret to find Lisa busily chopping herbs and plant roots. Taking the water from Fay she poured it in to a couldron hanging in the fire place and added all the herbs and roots. 

“That’s a bit cleched” sneered Fay, “Witch, cauldron”.  Lisa sighed and replied “don’t knock it it works, do you want me to help your brother”  Fay nodded , she wandered across to where Hope was wriggling in the draw, she felt the old hunger mounting inside her. “Don’t even think of hurting me” Fay jumped the infant had spoken inside her head. She backed away, she went to Mathew and watched as Lisa used a mortor and pestle to make a strange smelling paste. Lisa packed Mathew’s  wounds with the paste and wrapped leaves over them before bandaging him in clean linen. 

Lisa said , ” All we can do now, Fay, is wait. ” Fay smiled at Lisa and went over to the window and watched the water from outside seeping through on to the sill… What else could she do but wait? 


 Mathew was lost in a coma where flashes of his life, past and future haunted him, there was one constant though, Rachel, he kept seeing Rachel.
To the north Rachel had joined a pack of Warewolves who were all reeling from the loss of three of their number who had lost a battle with two Vampires, the male was almost killed.

Rachel listened carefully .

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Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt: Enigma.

 This is my entry to Sue Vincent of the Daily Echo. Another intriguing photo and an equally intriguing title Enigma.

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                 Enigma

The sun moved round the sky, the evening arrived. Strangely it was the warmest and sunniest part of the day.

Lisa had busied herself all the time cleaning and cooking, while Fay and Rachel argued up by  a the old ruins. Lisa recognised she was nesting. Smiling she touched her bulging belly and told her child how much she was looking forward to seeing it. 

As Lisa watched the two women high up by the ruins standing in the evening sun she suddenly shocked to see they had actually turned to stone.

As she watched she saw a group of young people in strange clothes walk around the stones . They carried strange devices in their hands tablets of light she thought to herself. 

Rubbing her eyes Lisa looked again and Rachel and Fay were back in their own forms. 

Lisa told them both , telepathically, that the meal was ready and she was famished. She watched the two of them walking down towards the cottage.

As they ate their meal Lisa told Fay and Rachel about what she had seen. “It is an Enigma, a riddle we can ponder on but I don’t think we can know the answers yet.” Said Fay thoughtfully.

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