Release, Renew, Rebirth

The dancing, licking, crackling flames grew ever higher in the charred witches’ pot; convincing her they would writhe and rise above the rim.

And yet, they did not.

To a mirrored dance within her fascinated gaze, the fire merely danced and licked and crackled ’round its assigned artifact: the last human’s heart.

Yes, she breathed.

Hardly blinking, she and shifting wall shadows watched the smoky Samba churn and char the once-beating organ to a new and better form.

Gasping at the fresh-forged heat, she reached in to eagerly release her new heart.


Mixed and forged for Girlie on the Edge‘s Six Sentence Story.


Photo Credit:
Maxim Tajer


ยฉ2019 Chelsea Owens

35 thoughts on “Release, Renew, Rebirth

  1. Great descriptive writing as I was right there in front of that frightening crackling fire. Your last sentence is excellent. Left me wanting to read more ๐Ÿ™‚

    Don’t forget to come over and link your story!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Mesmerizing, but maybe in this case, new isn’t better, or is it?

    You certainly captured our attention with your fiery Six! Well done.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s