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Time Keeper
Flash Fiction Prompt | May 2025
May 7, 2025
They call me Jonah Grey, caretaker of Elderglen Cemetery—a title I’ve held since 1824. My hands dig, sweep, carve… but they do not wrinkle. I don’t breathe deeper. I don’t sleep.
I stopped aging the day I buried the witch. Her final curse wasn’t rage—it was pity.
Every midnight, I hear her whisper from beneath the old willow: “Keep watch, or they’ll rise.”
I used to think she meant spirits. I was wrong. It’s them—the ones buried under false names, forgotten crimes, ancient debts. They claw at stone now.
Last night, one spoke. It knew my name. It remembered my sin.
Tonight, the soil moves again.
But this time… it isn’t alone.
And I’ve run out of salt.
