Friday, February 8

Friday Flash Fiction

Every Monday Dottie over at Tink's Place (or Carole Rae/me) posts a picture and on Friday we share a story to go along with the picture. The story has to be about 350 or so words.

Happy Friday everyone! I actually got off my lazy rump and wrote a FFF for this week. I've been doing a lot of writing lately. It feels so good to not worry about school. All I have to do is work, hang with friends, hang with boyfriend, and then write or read. It's so nice. I've actually written a few pieces of poetry for the first time in a LONG time. Since High School. Anyways....I hope you guys join in this week.

The Heartless
By: Carole Rae

Blood and carnage were scattered around him, but he didn't feel anything. His footsteps alone caused splashes of blood to leap into the air. Young and old men hollered in agony, but there was no stirring of sympathy or empathy or even a batted an eye from the tall and handsome man. Pools of blood festered under the heated sun and bowels from the dead penetrated every living man's nose. Limbs and intestines scattered the ground, while man fought man with sword and arrows. The growl of war hummed and slammed against the air. There were many cries and winces and sadness in the eyes of the majority of men, except for William. Nothing but cool contempt was on his face. Sometimes a small, cynical half-smile would settle on his lips. They didn't call him William the Heartless for no reason.

The battle seemed to go on for hours before the leader of the other side was slain and they retreated. William raised his arm in victory. The chants from the left over men sounded the air. 

William allowed the half-smile to creep upon his lips as he wiped the blood from his best friend, his sword, and then sheathed it with a snap. The battle was over and the war seemed to be in their favor. The king would be pleased and perhaps William will finally be called General. With a lifted brow he looked toward the setting sun. That was indeed a long battle. 

As he turned on his heels to make his way back to camp, a scream sounded on the air. A woman's scream. A scream of utter and complete heartbreak. He continued to walk and tried to ignore the woman's utter heartbreaking sobs. However, he came across her. Her body was sprawled across the body of one of the dead bodies. The woman, “Pleaaaaaaaase! Come back! I can't live without you!” 

This made William halt in his steps and he looked at her and watched her suffer. Instead of his normal cool look, his lips turned slightly downward and his eyes....his eyes held actual sadness. He could feel tears coming, but he held them at bay. Flexing his fist, he was stuck at an impasse. Should he comfort this woman? Should he just walk away like normal? Why did he suddenly care so much? What should he do?

But he did nothing. He just stood there.

The woman lifted her bowed head up to him. The dying sunlight made her brown eyes sparkle and her tears seemed to shimmer. A light breeze blew and her ebony hair blew wave in the wind like some flag amongst the sky.

His heart stopped.

His heart then swelled.

His heart then fluttered.

Slowly, he dropped to his knees and looked upon the dead man and tried to recall a name of the solider. Not recalling who he was, still said, “He was an excellent fighter and he is surely a lost to my men and me.” 

The woman's chin quivered, but there was a ray of thanks in her eyes. She took a haggard breathe and put her head on William's chest. William at first surprised, slowly wrapped his arm around her. The woman cried into his chest and he let her. They stayed like for what seemed an eternity. 

After a while, he helped the woman stand and whispered, “Come. You need rest and food. The men will prepare him....”

The woman gave a heart-melting smile and replied quietly, “Thank you for your kindness.”

William actually smiled back at her, but said nothing and lead her away from the wreckage that was left over from a battle that would one day be forgotten.



Blodeuedd said...

Awesome :D

Carole Rae said...

awwwwwwwwe thanks! *blushes* said...

Friday is always pleasant, cause a weekend comes soon. So I understand your feelings. By the way, if you have a lot of writing, you can use this service online proofreading service. It will ease your work.