Today is the day of the week where I share a little snippet of my work in progress, thus, a WIPpet. It is posted as part of a challenge hosted by K.L. Schwengel. My WIPpet needs to have something to do with today’s date. And so, today’s snippet relies on convoluted WIPpet math – 8 sentences (5/21 … 5+2+1=8). This is from my short story “The Pomegranate Tree.”
It approached from leagues off, a deep, dark purple mass that blotted out the sky from east to west, horizon to the heavens above. It moved relentlessly, eating up the earth before it like a swarm of locusts devours green stalks of wheat.
A cold clawed hand of fear seized her by the shoulders. She slipped out of its grasp in favor of action. Snatching up Iambe’s limp hand, she tugged, crying, “Come, sister. We have no time to waste!”
“No,” moaned Iambe. “It’s no use. Tonight I feed Cerebus at the River Styx.”
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