Irish Mist - Sean's Story (Mary O'reilly Short Story)
“He didn’t want her facing the creature too. “No, Mary, stay away,” he mumbled.He twisted away again and this time, the creature opened his grip and released him. He fell backwards, his limbs too heavy to respond. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. As he fell, he could see past the creature to the tree that had held the red-haired girl captive. Now, only a few strands of her hair hung on the branches where she had been. Good! At least she got away. He hit the ground with a thump ...and lay at the feet of the beast like an offering. He looked up and even through his blurred vision he could see long streams of frothy saliva streaming past its canine teeth and down its throat. It growled in appreciation and a long black tongue darted from its mouth and wiped the foam away. Damn, I’m dinner, he realized and immediately felt bad for saying a word his mother would raise her eyebrows over. Then he thought better of it. I’m going to die. I can say damn all I want to.MoreLess
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