Word Count: 100 words of text, exactly
Genre: Magical Mystery Fiction
Worshipper
©January 13th, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Nine steps was all it took … and Abida was lost. Dimly, she remembered pushing a gate. There was a railing, and some creepers. The steps were cracked. Spidery veins cut through the concrete.
When she found herself in a vast cave before a melancholy-faced crystal idol, she hoped it was a dream.
What are you? she asked it, as a mist swathed itself around her, touching her with ice-fingers.
In reply, she felt herself being pulled towards the crystal, felt herself being reshaped.
She couldn’t move.
And a carved supplicant took shape before the idol, hands outstretched.
The idol smiled.
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Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, our gracious Fairy Blog-Mother Host who makes Friday Fictioneers a great respite plumb-spang on Wednesdays, right in the middle of our week, and to Amy Reese for that wonderfully mysterious photograph!
P.S. Abida is an Urdu Muslim girl name which means, “She who worships.”