She was the one who had been curious about what was on the other side of the curtain. He tried dissuading her but she had convinced him that a little peek wouldn’t hurt. Bah! He knew better. He had seen the giant hands grabbing her.
Now they were coming for him. He wanted to tell them it wasn’t his time but they didn’t seem to be listening to him. The fight was draining his energies and he let them pull his body towards them.
The bright light blinded him and he let his voice join his new-born sister’s cries.
great twist… got me. Especially with the pic you posted. You did a very nice job setting up for it and I’ve reread the words several times. allowing the imagery and feelings to settle in more
Thanks Randy. I thought the picture was beautiful to go along with the story and I’m glad you liked it too. 🙂
Such a sweet story! 🙂 Loved the imagery 🙂
So happy that you liked it! 🙂
awwwe this was not the ending i was expecting. beautiful.
Yay! I have a comment from you after so long! I’m so happy you liked it 🙂
awwwwwe you are sooo sweet :). your writing is very likeable. YAY!
Thank you! And you are very sweet too! 🙂
some days you make me gasp, loved it
🙂
He not busy being born is busy dying
True that!