What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.
This week: Scarlet
And there she was, sitting alone beside the river; her full, plump lips as red as the blood coursing through her veins, causing a stir of desire to erupt deep within him. The journey to find her, the one, didn’t take long despite the throng of people going about their business, not noticing Louie as he glided through until he sat next to her, the opportunity of his find over whelming him.
Her smell was intoxicating, her skin pearlescent with beads of sweat from the Louisiana heat and when her eyes met his, he knew she was his; dark pools of emptiness and despair waiting to be rescued and he felt obliged, as well as excited, to do his bidding.
The music became louder, an underlying throbbing beat, matching his heart and hers as they became one; sinking his teeth into her slender neck and drinking until her body became limp; he had had his fill.