The firelight dancers singing their songs, chanting their chants, waiting, waiting, waiting.
The music starts up again, this time louder, the calling more frantic, more desperate… waiting, waiting, waiting.
Nothing. He still would not appear.
The head of the great circle walked to the centre. All eyes were on him. He nodded to the drummers. They lifted their arms and with a great bang, the rhythm started. He indicated to those on other instruments to join in. The music filled the air and indistinctively the others joined in the great chant, singing and wailing, the noises filling their very soul. The head indicated it all to stop. Stunned the music around him dropped out.
He gave a great scream out into the night, they waited and watched.
From behind him, a great roar, a shadow appeared and then the figure with the glowing eyes stepped forward. The head fell to his knees and crawled to the edge of the great circle once again. The drummers started drumming, the singers started singing and a great cheer broke through the crowd.
He had arrived.
No-one noticed the head collapse onto the floor. His body now a shell, his soul sacrificed to the great one.
Written in response to Sue Vincent’s prompt – #writephoto. You can join in this weeks image or have a gander through the many interesting posts inspired by this wonderful photo by clicking here.
It’s been a long time since I took part in these challenges (or indeed have done any writing) and I am certainly feeling rusty but I enjoyed flexing those writing muscles and having a go.
4 thoughts on “Dance your last dance… – #writephoto”
Lovely to see you back, K.L. an with a great story.
Aww thank you so much, Sue. I’m definitely a bit rusty but with a great image for inspiration, I thought I’d have a go. Exciting to find out Ani has her own blog now too. Taking the world by storm. Stay Safe. KL ❤
Bless her, it took me years to get the interest that dog has with a couple of posts 😉 She beats me paws down, every time 😉