Hi, y’all! My 8th attempt at writing 100 word flashfiction for FF, which is hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Every week Rochelle chooses a picture prompt, on which we write approximately 100 words, give or take a few. Thanks Adam for this week’s picture 😀
Here are my 100 words 🙂
The village was united before the war tore it apart.
Overnight, friends became enemies, and suspicion spread like a poisonous fog.
A bridge was built to divide the village into two. Any person who tried to cross the bridge would be executed.
Lovers Hayden and Jasmine dared to defy. One clear spring afternoon, the two lovers were burnt at the stake.
Those involved in the execution were found dead in their beds the next morning. The surviving inhabitants fled the village in terror.
Legend has it, every leap year, the spirits of the villagers come back to replay the massacre.