Gutted and skinned, the rabbit seemed tiny. It was too young, but the other snares were empty, and night crept upon them before Gart could hunt the woods.
Devlin boned the little creature, and carved it up into rough chunks. Enough so that there would be a piece or two each in the stew. Gart watched him across the fire and when he stood, Devlin called another of the men to watch the pot.
Away from camp, Gart’s tracks faded, along with the sound of voices.
‘You’re improving,’ said Gart, his lean form rising from a crouch just inches away. He snaked a hand inside Devlin’s collar and brought the younger man closer. ‘I will make you moan like an autumn wind high in the lonesome treetops,’ he whispered, his grip tightening.
‘After,’ Devlin promised.
‘Ever after,’ said Gart. ‘From tonight, until the end.’
Lillian has selected two lines from Carl Sandburg’s Jazz Fantasia for the writers at the pub to chose between tonight. I went with the first option “moan like an autumn wind high in the lonesome treetops”.
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Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019.
She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can.
Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon.Her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears.
She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works.
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This line “He snaked a hand inside Devlin’s collar and brought the younger man closer” truly tells alot about Gart’s character….it says so much in just those first few words of the sentence.
I’m so glad you went for that line, Carol. I was tempted, but plumped for the other one. You made me sit up with the opening words ‘Gutted and skinned’ and the thought of the tiny, too young rabbit being boned and carved into chunks – not a pleasant thought for a vegetarian animal lover! I’d like to find out more about what’s going on between Gart and Devlin.
Oh wow got a little bit steamy there for a monent. Bravo
Happy Monday
much love…
A slice of BROADBACK MOUNTAIN here, virile young men, without women, whose hormones and tendencies overpower them.
I can’t help but draw a parallel between the young rabbit and the young man. Interesting, sensual tale.
Not exactly a bedtime story, but riveting writing indeed!!
Very nicely done. An interesting twist at the end…
Such an enthralling tale to read from start to finish. And a fantastic twist as well! I enjoyed reading it.
Oooh Carol, I love the sensuousness of this all. From the skinning of the too-small rabbit to the snaking of the hand inside the collar…
Nicely written… and the twist at the end, hmmm, dark and dangerous feel to this.
This could take more than one direction. Intriguing.