Sunday, 3 September 2017

Trumpet

by Angela Fleenor

When the Central Narrative Agency banned stories involving angels, Layla had no way to tell anyone about her vision. Weeks before, she dreamt of a terrifying silver being with bulging eyes. The being did not speak but emitted a brash cataclysm of noise, and she knew upon waking she was pregnant. It reminded her of a moth she had seen, a silver mask with big black eyes on its wings. She followed it to a bush that bore heavy trumpet blossoms looking down toward the earth. When she touched it she felt the judgment of god, and she was afraid.



Author bio: Angela Fleenor lives in Denver, Colorado (and, yes, she can pass a drug test).  Her name means angel.  Find her at twitter.com/agfwrites

Trumpet is part of 101 Fiction issue 16.

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