Nothing could have prepared Sue for the surge. She had always known she was different but this …. This was more than different. This was some freak level stuff.
She could feel the agitated hum of the crowd as they realized something wasn’t right.
And then a shift. Subtle at first. Agitation turning into fear. Swelling.
Could they smell it? Or did panic spread like a wave?
No one looked her way. No one knew it was her.
She felt the power surging again. But this time instead of fearing it, she embraced it.
Nothing could stop her now.
Photo prompt courtesy of J Hardy Carroll
Well … my positive writing outlook lasted two days! Maybe later I’ll try to reclaim it. Meanwhile, thanks to Rochelle’s Friday Fictioners Challenge and Fandango’s WOTD Challenge (nothing) for giving me inspiration to channel my-always-present dark side.