Katherine stared at the forest of headstones ahead. Her hands shook as she held the bouquet of flowers. It’s been 150 years since she’d visited her fiance, Abraham, who died fighting the war and it’s been 150 years since Abraham brought her back from the dead and made her what she is, only to be ambushed and decapitated three months later.
Katherine walked among the graves, searching for Abraham’s final resting place. Her memory’s flawless, it’s been since the day she’d reborn into a bloodthirsty vampire. After a while, she arrived. She sighed to swallow her sob as she laid the bouquet at the foot of the stone. “I’ve missed you,” she sobbed softly.
“Katherine?” A familiar voice spoke.
No, it can’t be. She stood, “Abraham?” He smiled. “H-how?”
Abraham approached her, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed firmly on her lips. “I’m sorry. I had to fake my death to go into hiding. He was…”
Katherine couldn’t wait, she pressed her lips against his and let the emotions drown her. I’ve miss you, she thought to him.
I am participating in Priceless Joy’s flash fiction challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.
I will no longer continue the serial tale about the two witch sisters, Sharise and Sasha, because it’s getting too long. However, I have gone ahead and weave all the parts into a 2800-word short story (just to warn you about the length). Don’t worry, it’s got a never-before-read ending and except for some extra added details, the story, in general, is the same. So if you are curious about how the story ends whether the sisters succeed or fail, you can head over here once you are done with reading, liking, and commenting this story. 🙂
P.S. I have named it War of Four Roses because female tend to be referred to as the rose and male tend to be referred to as the thorns. My instructor called me and another girl “the roses among the thorns” when I took my Practical Design course for my engineering because we were the only female students in the course. Therefore, in this case, since the story has to deal with the conflict between four female characters, I went ahead and named it that. If you can think of better titles, please feel free to let me know.
Again, you can read the story by clicking here.
Thank you, everyone for reading along. Without you, this story would not have continued on for so long.