Fox-Curse by Steven Mace

Fall/Winter 2015 ~ Featured Flash


Fox-Curse by Steven Mace

I am sipping the drink. A bitter taste… one last cup of sorrow. I sit before the woman of flame. I see an oval

face floating in front of me, surrounded by a halo of hair. Hair that is as red as dry autumn leaves. Her green

eyes stare accusingly at me, those terrible eyes that burn with witch-fire. Vengeance will be hers.

My sight is blurred and I descend into darkness before I know what is happening.

I awake. I open my eyes, and yet I see nothing. I open my mouth, and I gasp for air. I take a long

sharp, drawn-out breath. Instinctively, I push out my hands, and hit something solid. A barrier,

that is above me and around me. I am constrained. I try to move my feet, but I cannot.

I am pressed into a tight, unyielding space of darkness. I am trapped. With the comprehension

of my state comes demonic panic. I scream for help, but I am running out of oxygen. It does not help.

Already I am breathing in sharp, shallow gulps. Idesperately thump the solid matter above and

scratch until my fingers are raw. I am lost.


Steven Mace is an author of SF, Fantasy, Horror and Thriller/Suspense fiction from London, England. He has had numerous short stories previously published in print and online, and he has self-published four books with Lulu and Amazon (two short story collections, Beyond Twilight and The Splendour of Shadows, a SF/Fantasy novel Copper Moon Rising and a Fantasy novella The Pirate Princess.)