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FF – There Be Demons

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Sandra Crook.

He didn’t often come down from the castle. The villagers had such stories about his hilltop home. It was portrayed as a place of darkness, of evil, where a bogeyman, a demon, a devil, abided.

Mothers told their children ‘If you’re naughty, the castle devil will come and eat you up!

Old wives’ tales. Myths.

He shook his head. Why frighten the little ones?

Nearby, a baby cried. He grinned, saliva dipping from razor-sharp fangs to hiss on the pavement. Lunchtime!

Sometimes, the stories told by superstitious villagers are true.

Sometimes, there be demons.

  1. August 4, 2022 at 3:03 pm

    And sometimes the demons are those you least suspect

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    • August 5, 2022 at 10:11 am

      Yep, the ones you don’t see coming.

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  2. August 4, 2022 at 3:20 pm

    Looks like your home needs a bit of work!

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  3. August 4, 2022 at 3:36 pm

    I thought demons ate babies for breakfast.

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    • August 5, 2022 at 10:15 am

      He is Proud to be Different 🙂

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  4. August 4, 2022 at 4:25 pm

    Sometimes, I rethink my holiday plans based on stories read on Friday Fictioneers…

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  5. August 4, 2022 at 7:30 pm

    Anything to draw in the tourists. I used to like children, but those days not so much since their bones get stuck in my teeth.

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  6. August 5, 2022 at 4:01 am

    Sometimes, it isn’t paranoia. They really ARE out to get you.

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  7. August 5, 2022 at 8:26 am

    I always suspected that was true, and now you’ve confirmed it!

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    • August 5, 2022 at 12:32 pm

      Come to FriFic for all the latest completely true news!

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  8. August 5, 2022 at 9:17 am

    You should always be on your guard, especially after reading this story🙈 Thank you for bringing so much comfort on the passing of my sweet Little Binky, Draliman. It’s good to know that she had so many friends and that you’re one of them. Thank You🌸 Pawkisses from heaven especially for you🐾😽✨

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    • August 5, 2022 at 12:36 pm

      I always enjoyed seeing the selfies and watching Little Binky’s adventures. Little Binky is sadly missed 😦

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  9. August 5, 2022 at 11:26 am

    Dear Ali,

    That’s a baby I wouldn’t want to nurse. 😉 Just sayin’. Subtly creepy. Good job.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • August 5, 2022 at 12:37 pm

      Dear Rochelle,

      Me neither. Not the safest place to live.

      Ali

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  10. August 5, 2022 at 5:29 pm

    Paranoia strikes deep when into your life it will creep. Great take on the prompt. 🙂

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  11. August 5, 2022 at 5:49 pm

    It’s only myth if it isn’t true (my silly wordplay on paranoia.) Am guessing most of his supply comes to him. Chilling story!

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  12. August 6, 2022 at 3:32 pm

    Myths are often based on truth… I bet there are days where the parents are ready to feed their young to myth…

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  13. August 6, 2022 at 3:59 pm

    Gulp. I love the little hints at the truth in the story, especially the saliva hissing as it hits the side walk. His hell home is not frozen over…

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  14. August 7, 2022 at 4:28 pm

    I think that’s one castle on a hill I’ll avoid. Thanks for the warning! 🙂 Very well done, Ali!

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    • August 8, 2022 at 6:02 am

      Castles on hills can be risky propositions at the best of times 🙂

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  15. August 8, 2022 at 4:14 am

    I bet the parents have a hard time believing.

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  16. August 9, 2022 at 2:32 am

    Oh boy! Another naughty parent is going to get eaten for telling their children such nasty lies….

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  17. August 9, 2022 at 12:27 pm

    A gruesome detail… hissing on the pavement.

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