Relent
Most of the night was a blur
Couples giggling as they passed
Some teens jostling each other in the shadows, the smell of cheap alcohol carrying on the night air
The neon fuzz of the carnival coloured the night sky in purples and pinks, the grating screeches and screams
of people forcing me along the canal pathway.It’s shadows and shrubs welcoming me like a close friend.
Further ahead in the cone of the one working light
I spotted a young girl as she skipped back and forth
as if playing hopscotch, most would be suspicious of a young girl outside playing at this late hour but I knew she was a scri in disguise.
She smiled at me as I approached
Wow pretty lady
Dark night scary
Her conversation disjointed cracked almost human
Yeah almost
And what can we do for the pretty lady
I am looking for some free
Aaaah free free it comes with cost something personal
I twirled my mothers ring in my hand
She licked her lips hmmmm yes suffice
as she snatched it from my palm
Take my hand
It was strange no flesh just bone fragments
She led me up the stairs that led from the canal path to the main road above
Each step seemed to darken as we climbed
Finally reaching the summit alone our deal done
As I stepped upon the pavements the effects of the free started to take hold
I closed my eyes surrendering once more
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2024
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