Call Of Shadows: A Fearless Series Short Story (The Fearless Book 0) - Plot & Excerpts
Less than two feet high, of a simple design, the roadside monument was like the thousands of others that dot the rural South and elicit a sympathetic what a shame or intemperate thoughts of just desserts for rowdy youth. A car accident, a life, or lives lost, honored with a folk art cross so crude it could only be made by the hand of a relative gone heavy with regret, or shame, or the paralytic sadness that only the death of a child can bring. The scrawled name was accompanied by no date, no prayers, and nothing of distinction. Even the location was indeterminate, being roughly equidistant from no less than six small towns connected by rolling cornfields and pockmarked county roads, consistent in their need for attention from road crews who turned their efforts to more important places. Few of the cars that hurtled past would take note of the cross due to the lack of torn brush, or gouged roadside shoulder, or even the odd bit of metal that said there was a body here, once; you should have seen the blood! There are certain details needed in order to wake the ghoulish undertones of the curious, but that was not what we designed for our bit of roadside theater.
What do You think about Call Of Shadows: A Fearless Series Short Story (The Fearless Book 0)?
