Full Moon Over Snowy Field. © 2012 Steve Ziegelmeyer. Posted with permission.
Full Moon Over Snowy Field. © 2012 Steve Ziegelmeyer. Posted with permission.

Today’s Daily Prompt: Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must mention a dark night, your fridge, and tears.

A 100-word story

It’s a throbbing ache, gnawing my guts, searing my mind until I just can’t bear it and I must seek relief. I no longer deny it; I no longer fight it. Now I savor it…the crescendo and the rapturous release. I’ve lost track of how long I’ve been in this moonlit darkness tonight. Biting cold—as if from a refrigerator— burns my flesh. Tears of exaltation stream. “I am alive!” I proclaim to the night. The wind howls its approval. The steam rises from the cleaved torso in front of me and I warm my hands in the life blood.

 

Note: Lisa got up to stuff in another prompt related post, Karma Points. Is it her again?