The challenge for Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner will open early Thursday morning, January 26th. Allow the prompt to take you anywhere you want to go! (Limit your stories to 200 words.)
This challenge is open until 11:00 pm Wednesday night, February 1st, 2017.
He watched the koi swim lazily under the water, bobbing randomly to the surface in the hope of food. They were fat and huge and scared the crap out of him; the thought of how they would feel in his hands – slimy – their bubble eyes staring up at him with malicious intent; slowly gliding along, waiting. He didn’t know for what and he didn’t want to know.
“Hey,” Bobby said, coming up beside him. “Look at those things. I wish we could toss in a line.”
The thought made him cold all over.
They watched the summer tourists sauntering across the bridge to the far side of the man-made lake, heading for the shops on that side of the water. The koi turned, swimming back towards them, fishy cold eyes staring up at him.
He stepped back from the railing.
Starting back across the bridge towards the front of the shopping center, Bobby called, “Let’s get some dinner.”
With one more look behind, he hurried after his friend.
‘Soon,’ a cold voice whispered in his head. ‘Soon.’