Flash Fiction Friday ~ 3 November 2017: It's Time

Please excuse my absence.It's been a while, but I'm back again to join in. It's Friday and time for a flash. A Friday Flash. When a group of awesome authors writes a piece of fiction, one hundred words, no more, no less, inspired by a given picture. Please follow the link
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Half stepping out of the shadows, a shaft of light fell across the mysterious, looking man. Clara looked up at him, carefully studying his face; the palor of his skin, the dark piercing eyes, short, carefully trimmed beard and beginnings of a moustache under his long nose. He wore an open necked black shirt, with a suggestion of hair showing from his chest. He had a sinister air.

He took a step closer to Clara, and offered a sparkling crystal glass to her.. In a deep, voice, he said, "It is time. I want you to drink this."

"Yes Sir."