There a only a few days left before the veil between this world and the next thins, and the distinction between what is real, and what is more than real, becomes merely a figment of your imagination. To celebrate, I am partying like it’s October 31 with not one but TWO magical bloggers:
The Wicked Faerie Queen:
And of course, a graveyard is just a field without a story. I’ve got a fun little flash fiction story for all you trick-or-treaters:
“I will have him, Brother.” Rosa hissed. Her venomous tone clashed with the quiet peace of June twilight.
Alejandro handed his sister a glass of wine. While she soothed her temper, he watched Michael, the man she desired, kneel before the daughter of their host, offering her a golden ring.
“He seems to have chosen youth and innocence over wisdom and power, Sister.” Alejandro replied.
“He shall reconsider.”
“Friends! Join me in toasting my daughter and my new son in law!” Don Guerezzo approached.
“You have nothing to toast, Señor. Your daughter shall remain unwed.” Rosa did not trouble herself to be tactful with the father of her rival.
Don Guerezzo stopped smiling and looked between Alejandro and Rosa. “This is a new era, Señorita. We do not believe in la bruja any longer. Be well, friends.”
Rosa smiled as he left to enjoy the congratulations of his other guests. “Then you are a fool.” She whispered. “Come, brother. We have not much time, and you have a young girl to seduce.”