By Scott L Vannatter – 100 words
He had walked so very far to get here. Now, as he looked at the pretty houses and close quarters, he grew listless. Only the overcast brought a smile to his eyes. His eyes, those eyes with the deep green glitter, shining like a small star, they defined him. He brought his hand up, holding the bag with the animal sacrifice within. The clouds began to move in tight circles and the darkness grew a tiny bit more. His smile grew, too. Traveled so far, sacrificed so very much, now, he was here. This was Salem, after all. He laughed.