by K.Z. Morano
The children were dead… sacrificed… by us.
The sky tore open. The heavens wept… a sleet storm of angels… a demonic downpour of beatific beasts.
We watched as cherubs with blood-smeared chins feasted on our children’s corpses.
The angels saw our offspring’s faces—fashioned from the creator’s likeness.
Jealous, they undid the fibers of our children’s being…
Holy hands tore at tiny bodies… innards slick and serpentine as they were plucked.
The faces were shattered– reduced to shapeless, meaningless meat.
The world became silent as God’s celestial brats ascended towards home… their envy of our living, breathing flesh appeased momentarily.
K.Z. Morano is a beach bum and a chocolate addict who writes anything from romance to horror and dark fantasy. Her stories have appeared in various anthologies, magazines and online venues over the past few months. She is the author of 100 Nightmares, a collection of 100 horror stories, each written in 100 words, with over 50 illustrations. 100 Nightmares is available at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00JVRJNG0
She blogs at http://theeclecticeccentricshopaholic.wordpress.com/