A dark fantasy/horror short story I wrote this week. I'm on the last two chapters of my novel and wanted to take a break before the final push.
This story comes from the summer, when I went camping in the South Downs with a 'special' friend and we saw cornfields and yes, scarecrows. The idea of what to do with them has been growing in my mind ever since.
Here’s the link:
http://www.writewords.org.uk/archive/11215.asp
I hope you like it. It is a rough draft, more or less, so comments appreciated.
And there are fewer than 5000 words!
JB