The sky never looked so empty. I never felt more alone.
I brushed back its hair, his crystal sharp blue eyes met mine in acute astuteness. Past the facade, I saw it’s savage grin feasting on my flesh. I could no longer feel my broken body steeped in the swamp where I had fallen.
“Surely, if there are devils, there must be a god…”
My mutterings breached his nostrils. My heavy arms clasped him tightly- the moonlight filtered through the willows. The stench of death seized my lungs with a final crushing exhale.
His teeth jab ice into my veins.
~Story in 100 words, prompted by Preacher (2016):
After a supernatural event at his church a preacher enlists the help of a vampire to find God.