Cyprian The Slayer

 

Friday Fictioneers is a group of people who write stories in response to a photo prompt posted every wednesday by our host, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

The challenge is to write a story that has a beginning a middle and an end while sticking to the word limit. To read other peoples entries click on the blue frog at the end of the story. I hope you enjoy this offering. 🙂

Photo prompt  – copyright of J Hardy Carroll

Cyprian The Slayer (100 Words)

Cyprian studied the huge keyring from the auction house and selected a large black key with worn, jagged teeth. The rusty lock mechanism resisted briefly before turning with a sudden snap.

Forcing open the reluctant gate, he passed through into a wild and long neglected garden. He sighed, dismayed at the scale of his task, then began his search.

When at last he found the grave of Bogdan Capescau, shadowy fingers cast by the crenelated roof reached out in warning that day’s end drew perilously close.

 Placing his mallet and stake on the grass beside him, he began to dig.