The Knights of MicroFiction has returned!
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Today’s prompt is: Write a Micro-Fiction/Flash Fiction of 200 words or less beginning with these words: “Her eyes shot open…”
I chose to knick a piece from The Rogue King. It’s 200 words exactly.
Her eyes shot open. Flickering torchlight, near blinding in intensity, stabbed into her brain. How long had she been laying here? Where was here? She struggled to lift her head, neck sluggish in its response. The rest of her body seemed numb. Had some sick beast paralysed her then?
Awareness hit her mind as if finally realising she could feel again. She groaned at the unexplained agony in her bones. What had happened? She couldn’t recall much beyond darkness and fire. And a shadow …
The sound of wet gravel rolling over itself filled her ears. Was it meant to be laughter? How could something sound so wrong? “Welcome back,” the voice grated.
Lasil turned her head to see the same creature she’d first met upon entering Defora. She tried to move, the clanking of metal on wood greeting her movements. A glance up revealed she was manacled to what appeared to be a table. No. A rack. She fought against the restraints, grimacing as the heavy metal bit into her wrists.
The being laughed again. “You cannot free yourself from the bonds.”
She ignored him and wriggled some more. The hard iron continued sawing its way into her yielding flesh.