Drabble: The Child
My response to the July prompt ‘child’.
Genre: fantasy, horror
“What do you have to offer?” the leader asked.
One by one, the group laid down their offerings on the large table. A box of wine from one, a statue of gold from another, and the list continued. But there were those who didn’t have much to offer. For these people, it was either run, or get dragged onto the table themselves.
Finally, the offering was ready, and the summoning began. Above the table of offerings and terrified people, a child faded into view . The small figure landed lightly on the ground, before the leader and the inner circle.
With a blank face, the child listened to the leader’s greetings. The leader’s smile stiffened at the child’s unenthusiastic response, but he didn’t stop. He finished his speech and swept his arm towards the table.
The child looked over the varied items, but those were not the true offerings, and the child’s actual role wasn’t what the inner circle thought either. In this realm, the child did one thing and one thing only.
Harvest the greedy lives of the summoners.
There was no escape. One by one, the inner circle fell, except for one. The child stared, found none of the usual characteristics, and moved on.
Eventually, only about half the group were left. The child took one last look, then faded away.