Darkness even darker

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again, Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

Sunset is sudden with a tired receding sun cocooning in the clouds. The treacherous moon is absent but her lights can expose me.

I’m waiting patiently, and I can hear the sound of her car climbing the winding driveway.

The automatic floodlights react as she passes the oak tree with its swing. then her tires slowing on the gravel porch. Her car door slamming.


If it’s darkness we’re having, let it be extravagant.
I reach for the wire cutters.

Perfect timing, pitch-dark.
Embracing the hilt of my knife I tiptoe closer; licking my lips Her skittish breath is a serenade for treason.

“Peter?” she calls.

Remembering him begging for his life, I answer:

“Peter left before sunset… but I am here for you“

Then, a gunshot.
She came prepared.

Watching her face blooming sweeter than ever before another darkness grows even darker.


Today Victoria hosts dVerse Prosery, where we write fiction-prose incorporating a line from a great poem. Victoria’s choice is to take two lines from the poem “Taking Down the Tree.” by Jane Kenyon.

November 11, 2019

21 responses to “Darkness even darker

  1. Incredible flash fiction, with teasing back story. Your twist ending was delightful, but I wanted her to go down, having decided to side with your protagonist, believing she deserved it.

  2. This is an interesting piece, Björn, particularly as it starts with the quote from Rebecca, one of my favourite Daphne du Maurier novels – but have you read her ghost stories? They are chilling. I like the references to darkness and light throughout the story: the sunset, the automatic floodlights; and the sudden pitch darkness. And what a chilling sentence: ‘Embracing the hilt of my knife I tiptoe closer; licking my lips’. I love the twist and the repeated ‘predictable’.

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