The Time of Darkness

Lilith gazed out at the reflections on the river cast by the brilliant lights from the city.  A disturbance caught her eye.  She squinted toward the river where a small rip in the water grew larger.  Shadows emerged from inside the tear.  They dipped and swirled above the waters, and the reflections blinked to darkness.  The shadows glided to where she sat on the bank.  Lilith dipped her head.  Some flew to the city.  Some flew to the sky.  One by one the lights of the city were consumed, and the moon dimmed.  The time of darkness was at hand.

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This story is my contribution to “Friday Fictioneers,” a weekly writing challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields. With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we’re to write a 100-word story.  This week, this intriguing photo was provided by Sandra Crook.

If you would like to join in and write your own story, or if you would like read the stories of others from this week, visit here.

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