(Flash Fiction) The Reaping

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Image credit: Jeff Thrower/shutterstock.com

We wait for you in the corn. You will come to us. You must come to us.

We have been blooded, from birth, to prepare us. We are young but we are ancient. No child is a child in this town past the age of five. So it is written, so it shall be done.

One must fall for the reaping, for the sake of the crops. The gods we appease are hungry gods. Just like the world, just like us, they consume. The best consumption is of self, of your own kind. That’s what they tell us. We understand this and so you must come.

A child shall lead them: so it is written. A child shall reap, so it shall be done.

The old will fall, the broken harvest, they must surrender, they must fall. An appointed one at the appointed time. The gods are tolerant, they will accept aged meat. As long as it is reaped by the young.

The cycle of life, to cycle of death. One and the same. The young will reap, and in their time they will be old, and some of them will fall.

So it is written, so it shall be done.

You are old, and you are chosen. And you will come to us, for you must. And the reaping will be done.

(c) Helen M Valentina 2016

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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3 Responses to (Flash Fiction) The Reaping

  1. These kids are calling to me. Excellent.

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