Six Nights, Six Monsters
1. "Brains!" he began--a low moan. "Brains!"
"My name is Brianna," I corrected him.
2. We met in the glade, beneath the moonlight.
Eyes, bright. Tongue, wet.
"Sit," I said firmly.
3. "May I?" I asked, of his wrappings.
"I'm sleeping," he said.
And I felt the sting of it, his rejection.
Like a curse.
4. From bar to bar I had gone, checking my scabbard, surreptitiously.
Nothing.
Until....
Enjoying this story? Don't miss the next one!
SUBSCRIBE TO DSF
In a dive on 17th, I saw it: the shining. And when I drew it forth, slightly, by the hilt: I saw that my ancient blade, Sting, had begun to glow.
"Hello," I said--a slow whirl.
Well, hello.
5. "Limbs!" I decided, "I like limbs."
"O, good," he burbled. And then slowly, shiveringly, he commenced to remove my scuba gear.
6. "I wish that we could be together always," I said, after he had spent the night.
"Well," he said, tipping back my head, so that my neck extended, "There is a way."
"I know," I said, eyeing the jars of dust on my dresser. "Open the shutters," I said softly, to my bedside Alexa.
And I let in the sun.
The End
This story was first published on Thursday, July 9th, 2020
We hope you're enjoying
Six Nights, Six Monsters by
Rachel Rodman.
Please support Daily Science Fiction by becoming a member.
Daily Science Fiction does not have a paywall, but we do have expenses—more than 95% of which are direct payments to authors for their stories. With your $15 membership, less than 6 cents per story, we can continue to provide genre fiction every weekday by email and on the website to thousands of readers for many years to come. You may also choose to support us via patreon.
Tell me more!
Support Daily Science Fiction
Please click to rate this story from 1 (ho-hum) to 7 (excellent!):
Please don't read too much into these ratings. For many reasons, a superior story may not get a superior score.
4.3 Rocket Dragons Average
Please join our mailing list and
receive free daily sci-fi (your email address will be kept
100% private):
