FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: EVERY FRIDAY AUTHORS FROM AROUND THE WORLD GATHER TO SHARE THEIR 100-WORDS BASED ON THE PHOTO PROMPT HOSTED BY ROCHELLE WISOFF, OFFERING CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND ENCOURAGEMENT TO EACH OTHER. READERS ARE ENCOURAGED TO COMMENT AS WELL. HERE’S MY SHORT CONTRIBUTION…
The battered boat washed up the ship channel with the tide at dawn. Their broken bodies soon followed. Tourists. They obviously had not heard of the legends in these parts or they choose to ignore them. Beer bottles and bait littered the boat. Now they too would be added to the long list of the victims the undead of the sea claimed.
The wind ran through the channel bridges playfully calling, “Iou! Iou!”
Someone needed to do something about these out of control spirits, or this town would not survive the recession.
—Friday Fictioneers: 92 words—
Today’s haunting is inspired by the Iannic-ann-ôd (Breton) which is said to be the souls of drowned persons lost at sea. Lore says if you repeat back the call three times they will break your neck.
For another ghoulish Iannic story see… https://zennjennc.wordpress.com/2013/04/10/ghoulish-flash-fiction-a-to-z-iannic-ann-od-breton/