Week No 1 of the April Shower Monthly Writer’s Prompt: The Squall Passed Quickly
174 Words
The captain was at a loss. The smug looking face in the flame was right, though it galled him to say it. They were lost. The squall had seemed harmless at first. But now he was three men down, no direction and no vision through the spray. He needed the djinn.
“What do you want, I won’t let you out.” The captain would go down with the ship before he released this monster.
“Just a small request. When you return home, I want you to place my lamp on your mantle. No closets for me.”
The captain wasn’t sure what to make of it, but he was given no time to think. The lamp began to shut orders, which his remaining crew quickly followed. In almost no time the mist began to calm and thin. They made land with no further incident.
Later, as the captain left the inn he snickered as the sound of the lamp’s shouts faded away. The djinn could sit on the mantle there and wait for the next fool.
C.M. Wellsmore 