#FridayFictioneers – The Circle

PHOTO PROMPT ┬ę Roger Bultot

Joaquin lay upon the wood-planked floor in the center of it all. The center…of the pentagram chalked in white, of candles blood red tipping each point, and of the circle of poured salt pulled directly from the sea.

Moonbeams filtered through the circular window, filling his circle and himself, with power. The time was near, the circle would be fully lit, and he would pull a demon from the underworld, trapping it in the sea-salt circle. A pet demon, just what he needed.

The candles flamed to life.

Joaquin began to chant.

Soon…they would all pay.

WC: 100


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