Messenger // Yuan Zhang

Images & Words: Surprise Party


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Messenger by Gino Yuan Zhang

Words
Neal Ulen

When : Where
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“Hey, mister!  My balloon!” the boy cried at the speeding Necro.  “Come back!”

The Necro laughed maniacally and mechanically as he swiveled his masked head back to the balcony on which sat a now despondent boy. Serves the sniveling rat right for being outdoors during Soulstice.  Losing a plaything should be the least of his worries today.  A thought crossed his mind to turn his sled around and teach the boy a lesson. But he put it aside. He was late, terribly late, and when a Necro is summoned on Soulstice they always answer. Protocol and tradition dictate as much. The boy would have to wait for his day. When it came, whether it be tomorrow or eighty years from today, the Necro would remind him how he narrowly escaped harvest on his ninth birthday before taking him away. Perhaps if he brought a balloon when he came to revisit on that day …

Trailing stinking vapors of death, and spewing gouts of flame, the sled bore the laughing Necro deeper into the dark metropolis on his appointed rounds.


© 2019, Neal Ulen. All rights reserved.
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