The changes where subtle at first, almost not noticeable, and for a while she thought she was just imaging things. She had always been an imaginative person, so it was easy to come to this conclusion, to pretend the truth away.
The tingling in her left hand should have been an indication, but not enough to make her to make a connection. Of course, she remembered the warning of the old woman, but who listened to old women anyway? Rarely anyone of her tender age, even less so if that older woman looked as crazy in black as that one had.
She should have listened.
The mumbling of merging and destiny where vague, while the mixture, of fear and awe on that hags eyes were burned into her soul.
She should have listened to the instructions, on how to deal with the increasing stiffness, and how to control the merging,
Strangely, it did not hurt, there was no pain, no discomfort, but a cooling sensation as her left arm, slowly became “something else”.
She smiled, interestingly void of fear, the crystal within her growing, becoming her, merging with her, increasingly becoming One.
Copyright Claudia H. Blanton 2014
This flash fiction was inspired by Daily Prompt
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Oh, nice one.
thank you! Have a wonderful day!
A change for the better? I guess time will tell.
that is still open for debate – thanks for stopping by, Steve!
Hm, I’d love to see how she ends up!
I might actually end up putting her in one of the books of my urban fantasy series, I am working on. She would fit in there. Hugs, Icy!
I like the alliteration of “the mumbling of merging and destiny”.
I am glad you did, John – thanks for stopping by!
and? Flash fiction always leaves me wanting more! Thanks Claudia for your follow.