Drabble for 100drabbles
And beginnings challenge 57 it was a dark….
It was a dark and stormy night. And Theodora loved it.
Lightening flashed bright over head and the thunder crashed immediately on it’s heals. In her white nightdress she danced with bare feet on the cobblestones of an empty road. She spun around and around, laughing like the loony escaped from a cell that she was.
Behind her she heard the guards looking for her, calling her name, and she danced away faster.
They found her the next morning, she was cold and dead. But the strange blissful look on her face would haunt them the rest of their lives…