Title: Apollo Smintheus
Source: FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2017 WEEK #10
Word count: 200 words
Eudora shifted the heavy basket from one hand to the other as she paused to adjust the strap of her sandal. She wasn’t far from the temple and was anxious to be finished with the task. The thought of what she had to do repulsed her. But if it saved her mother, it would be a small price to pay.
In the temple, the giant statue of Apollo towered over her. It wasn’t Apollo who made her tremble. The ground beneath the statue, pulsated with the movement of hundreds of mice. She hated mice. Taking a deep breath, she set the basket on the alter and began to prepare the offering.
Eudora placed the thigh bone of the family’s cow in the center of the alter. Repeating the words of the healer, she anointed it with wine and set it on fire. As mice marched across her feet and pulled at the hem of her gown, she wished she could run from the temple. Chanting and praying, she tended the fire, until only the charred thigh bone remained.
“Please live,” Eudora pleaded.
The mice retreated to their burrows as the last tendril of smoke circled towards the heavens. Apollo smiled.
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Jo Hawk The Writer