This is a FridayFictioneers Flash Fiction Challenge. Hosted by RochelleWisoff-Fields and all based off a photo. This weeks prompt is provided by and copyright to Madison Woods.
Rochelle requires participants, in 100 words or less write about the picture provided. You can read this week’s stories by clicking on the BlueLinks and the blue frog on Rochelle's page.
I ran. Deep in the woods, the darkness enveloped me like a thick soup. I felt invisible, cloaked, and safe. I doubted you knew I was gone. You'd killed me.
The going was slow, but speed wasn't important. I imagined myself with the hunting abilities of the cat, stealthy and silent.
At the creek, I cleaned off the blood, tore my dress, and created bandages. Then I covered myself with mud. I would disappear entirely.
Then the clouds parted. A ray of moonlight lit the path. I heard you laugh and knew the safety of the darkness was an illusion.
Yolanda Renee © 2015