Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Hellfire

January 7th 2013 in Microfiction

And she cried out to the goddess Kali before she died, this woman violated and beaten and thrown onto the road as garbage, saying “Awake, Fire of All Hearts, and avenge me.” And Kali heard her supplication, the mountain moving in a wave of creatures she then turned into women: scorpions, serpents, spiders, and jungle rats. They came out of the darkness and boarded the buses and cabs, sat at the entrance to allies and lots, queued at midnight for rickshaws, vans, and private cars. And they waited – these women with hellfire in their eyes.


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