Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Sibling Deviltry

Although Talanda believed her ability to adapt to the unexpected was limitless, she immediately revised that upon sensing the proximity of the only being she found more exasperating than Janx…her brother!

Talaric was considered a thoroughly defiant and self-serving being even among the amoral Chronosan species. Possessed of an exceptionally cruel and devious sense of humor, it was no surprise he and Janx had once been fast friends.

Together they’d infiltrated a brotherhood of indigenous natives who worshipped elemental forces as, of all things, deities. Talaric had convinced Janx to combine their molecular manipulation abilities to teach these “druids” the true meaning of celestial power. Though the two would never discuss the details, Talanda knew thousands of humanoids’ memories had to be altered rather than let the duo’s misdeeds become common knowledge.

She had intervened and forbidden Talaric contaminating her lover, Janx, any further. With no arguments but merely a wink and a bow Talaric had shifted form to something called a “fisherman” and sailed away. She had not really cared where he went as long as he was far away from her and, of course, Janx.

Probing more deeply, she received a mental image of her sibling and sensed a mixture of amusement, indifference, mischief and malevolence that left her with no doubt, whatsoever; her brother had changed little, if any, since they had parted ways. She sensed he was very close by and he was…wet?

Before she could resolve that confusion, a man emerged from the suite’s bathroom. Young, bearded, muscular, he was unknown to her and yet she would have known that sardonic grin anywhere.

After nearly two thousand years apart, she had never anticipated the first words her brother would have to say to her after so long would be, “Hey sis, got any more towels?”






This story was written for the weekly Visual Dare flash fiction prompt: defiance/water druids. In honor of National Novel Writing Month, this is a rare Triple Dare with twice the normal word count and a challenge to work all three photos into a single story. As a personal challenge, I have been stringing the prompts from week to week into an ongoing story. This marks the 33rd such and previous installments may be found here. Never one to back down from a challenge, I did work all three photos in. 

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