FLASH FICTION- The Creature

McChubbin

Howdy! I lurk on here from time to time but never really felt brave enough to post any of my writings.
That said, I'm gradually gaining confidence with my writing class and I felt like sharing a small piece of flash fiction.
I do hope you enjoy. It's short but it's something I hope to someday elaborate on if the mood strikes.

Anyhoo:

THE CREATURE

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He listened again: perfectly silent.
He felt that he was alone.
Yet Hershel knew better- the battle had been long and ardorous and the infernal creature had given a bloody good fight before it seemingly succumbed to the stab of his harpoon.
Hershel stared at the weapon in his hand, breathing hard.
The barb at the end of it had pierced the fleshy tendril of the beast, gouging out a sizable chunk of muscle and sinew.
The remnants were covered in a thick green tar-like substance and Lord above, the smell was foul.
Hershel sat back on the edge of the stricken little boat, his hands shaking as he lowered his weapon and stared into the blackened depths.
The sea was calm now but the stillness made him nervous.
Somewhere, deep beneath the waves, the monster lay waiting...

expatinator

I like it It's a nice piece of short fiction.

Although, and I may be misunderstanding the whole notion of flash fiction, but I do have some minor comments. The stories kind of in a vacum. There's no real context or begining or end. Also, the character is in the same boat (heh).

But, still it's quite intriguing

morriss003

Nice start