Summer is the time for vacations, picnics on the beach and reruns on the telly. I’m happy to announce that I made my July deadline for my third novel in my series entitled AS ONE MUST ONE CAN. I’m waiting to hear back from my agent. Many thanks to those of you who responded to my plea for your favorite reruns. Look for new prompts the beginning of September as I’ve received quite a few new ones this summer.
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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
SUFFER THE LITTLE CHILDREN
When little more than a babe, I happened upon a nest of hornets in the churchyard. After a sennight of swelling, fever and Mother’s prayers, I was recovered.
“This child’s destiny from Almighty God is fraught with purpose,” cried Elder Martin.
As I grew to womanhood, nothing more was said of my destiny.
A fortnight ago I strolled with Elizabeth Martin and tripped upon another hornet’s nest. She perished from their relentless stings. Only a tiny welt arose upon my hand.
Red-hot flames sear my ankles. I scream and plead for mercy whilst Elder Martin shouts.
“Witch! Behold thy destiny!”
*Sennight-Old English word for a space of seven nights and days.