Unconsoled
E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: old
Warnings: I have no idea what this is. I feel I should apologise for it.
Summary: All alone, Sam encounters an ancient monster.
Cold. Wind freezes the blood, slows his heart beat until his knees
Fold. Crumpling, shaking, he falls. Tumbles, rolls, hits rock and stills. Then the creature grows
Bold. It comes out from the shadows, moving like smoke. His eyelids flutter. Its breath smells of
Mold. Its tongue flickers out, tastes his warm blood. It hisses its pleasure, a tale never
Told. He doesn't want to become another victim, but the creature is so strong, so vicious, so very
Old. Sam, it hisses. It doesn't matter any more, as Sam lets go his
Hold.
Consciousness slips away.
Sam's soul is sold.