The clop of horse hooves stuttered over the hillside at midnight; the man in the hammock glanced up and watched the spectral body wade across the air as if it were water. That ghastly face took a look and intertwined sadness in the man’s spine; she cradled his heart, and he let the beauty envelop him until sunrise.


2 comments so far

  1. Michelle Johnson on

    I really liked this. Did you take inspiration from Sleepy Hollow? That’s what I was reminded of when reading this. Love the ending. Sounds like he couldn’t attain the girl which is a little sad. But, at least he got to take in her beauty.

  2. noahthegreat on

    I didn’t intentionally think of that (inspiration from Sleepy Hollow), but I do suppose it fits rather nicely. I’m glad you liked it. I’ve actually been trying to write longer fiction, but it seems to be so hard now that I’m used to writing it shorter.

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