Simple, shy, and unassuming, she was always shocked to read accounts of her escapades that described her as a “cold, calculated killer.” Though admittedly her world was a dark existence, devoid of deep, meaningful relationships, it was anything but dreary. The fact that plying her trade meant keeping out of sight during the day felt as natural to her as the habitual preparation required for every kill: better put, she loved her job.
Who could have guessed that the world could produce such a quiet, stunning creature so physically beautiful that her unwitting victims practically begged her to kill them? She had no shortage of suitors, it’s just that she couldn’t help devouring them at night.
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18 thoughts on “Assassin”
This is so awesome! I think it’s your best ever. Love the imagery and then that image! Perfection!
Oh this one was thoroughly enjoyable to write. I have a fascination with spiders, and black widows in particular…so I was pleased I was able to find the pic in my archives. Thanks for sharing the post!
That was a truly original piece. It doesn’t make me feel any better about spiders, but I still enjoyed it.
Oh Sandra, you are missing the sheer joy of…ok, well, um I DO understand. It was only upon a quest to eradicate my fear of them that I fell in love with them…an odd thing I know. Thank you for coming by!
Hey Britt! I read this through a few times; nicely done. Indigo x
A few times? Cool! Just don’t travel at night…she might be waiting for you.
Great writing as usual! Nature has a fascination with beauty and that old circle of life!
Yes, so true…and thanks for the Twitter follow–I’ll have to be a better Tweeter!
I love spiders. You did this little “simple, shy, unassuming” lady justice. Great word choice.
Oh I love them too, I do, I do!
My dear friend – you keep getting better. Love this piece.
Thank you, thank you–I had a bit of fun with this. These are my kind of girls!
Oh what a web of fiction you weave . . .;-)
Yes…watch out! But seriously, thank you.
Oh my, ‘she couldn’t help devouring them at night’ sent the chills. Great going, Britton!
Oh hello…and thank you for visiting and for getting the chills!
I don’t like the 8 legged beasties as they come out at night and make me jump, scream and keep me on edge for the rest of the evening. However, I did like this, from her point of view, just going about her business. I just wish they would do their business somewhere else. xxx
I do understand. As a child, I was frightened of “Daddy Longleg” spiders, but my mother assured me they couldn’t hurt me, and I was young enough to believe her. It would be decades, however, until I developed the ability to hold many of them, fascinated by their interesting shapes, colors, habitats, and ability to frighten such large creatures. Thank you for visiting!