Here Be

It was the most innocuous of warnings. Nothing more, or less, than an unnatural wind.

Hannah was sat in the garden. The sun was strong, the breeze gentle. But slowly, unnoticed at first, the breeze steadily grew in strength.

The creak of her fence, a sound Hannah had only ever heard during bad weather, was the first she noted something irregular.

She didn’t know it, but it was already too late.

She looked up at an ever-darkening sky. Trees shuddered and groaned, her fence wailed like never before. An unearthly growl roared out through piercing howls.

Then the sky filled red.


Author: jackkholt

Film graduate. Lover of lots of good films and quite a few bad ones. Reader. Writer. Novel in progress, obviously.

16 thoughts on “Here Be”

  1. It’s like watching a good golf swing: starting with a title like that. You know just what power is likely to be unleashed, but the tension and the fun is watching all the little, quiet, slow things that lead up to the swoop and the massive acceleration of the ball.. Or a fiery blast of dragon’s breath. Bravo.

  2. Alan Shearer was said to have ‘celebrated’ winning the Premiership with Blackburn by creosoting his fence the next day. I’m not sure why your story prompted this recall, maybe because since then the sky has filled with red!

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