Father McClatchy! The clock is turning widdershins!
What? Already? Damn it! We won’t reach the church in time, Brother. There’s nothing for it but to set our seal here; this barn will have to do. Quickly – set the blessed wisteria candle on that crate and light the wick! I’ll paint the runes!
Yes, Father!
… And guard that flame with your life, Brother! If they succeed in extinguishing it, this will all have been for nothing…
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
Now, that’s dramatic. Good one. 🙂
💜 Terveen 💜
keeping the flame lit in that drafty old barn would surely be a miracle, and painting runes, and time moving backwards, i guessing this is a fantasy story… sound intriguing, is there more?
🥰 Phillip 🥰 ~ nope, just this snippet of flash fiction.
-David
What a challenge – 75 words! An intriguing writing prompt.
Two prompts, one poem. Do they succeed in extinguishing the flame in the end? I guess not 😉
‘cept this isn’t a poem… it’s flash fiction!
Ahh I would have written flash fiction too for this prompt,but well,I just am not able to! 😉
Still thinking:
the flame might have extinguished itself..
❤ Syl ❤
Yep… that's not clear from the storyline. In fact, in the text itself, it doesn't even say that the flame went out – that's only an assumption that you're making, based upon the graphic below the text 😉
Thanks for reading!
-David