Last Words of Elvis’s Mistress

100-word story of Halloween horror

Cantankerous wizard can never return home. Arcane power failing. His shack, a forgotten stop in the cul-de-sac. Hungry. Thirsty.

Cackles

CaCkLeS

CACKLES

Treater Trick? Tricker Treet? Give me little kiddies to eat.

Shush, kiddies. Smillew’s tomb knows no name.

Upon that tomb, I found an envelope. Faded parchment. Written in blood by a ghostly hand. Ann?

The last words of Elvis’s mistress.

Twas a fall night in Graceland.

Words bring fear. And Ice land on my soul.

Cursed October.

Tom Petty’s ghost escapes Hippie Hell.

Beware!

Set me free!

Set me free-falling.

— from Grace

Reborn.

The prompt was:

A 100-word story about October. tricker treat. fall. falling from grace. graceland. . . iceland.

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