Moribund’s Demise


Moribund the Shadow Thing sat like a knot.  He was frustrated and frankly, not in a very good mood.

“You’re seriously not afraid of me?”

“Nope,” said the little girl, smiling up at him like an annoying little cherub.

“Not even a little?” he asked.

“Nope.”

He deflated.  One last child to frighten and he would earn his Junior Demon status.  He summoned up a belly full of bile and made his most horrific face at her.

“I love you, Mr. Silly,” the girl giggled and hugged him tight.

“No!”

And with that, Moribund disappeared into a puff of smoke.

MS Word Count:  100

This is a creative writing piece for the Friday Drabble.

Other 100-word installments in the Moribund saga:

Copyright Jean Mishra 2012

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9 thoughts on “Moribund’s Demise

  1. For me, your post had somewhat a deeper meaning to it. When I read it, I thought that sometimes, when we begin to accept our bad sides or just laugh at them, they would just disappear eventually like the demon did.

    • Thank you for reading, Abi. Yes, it was actually intended as a loose parable for loving that thing that frightens us most with the innocence of a child and it loses it’s hold. These things really only have power over us if we perceive them to. It’s just difficult to do in 100 words! I’m glad you liked it.

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