|By Sardaka 11:58, 13 December 2007 (UTC) (Own work)|
You can read the previous drabbles in the series here:
All who walk the dream know of the Malingee. They dwell in the bush and avoid our presence. We should rejoice when they do. All should fear the sound of stone scraping from their knees as they stalk in the night.
Upon hearing that sound you must run. If you don’t then the noise draws ever closer until suddenly it stops. In the shadow of the sun’s hiding you see just the smouldering coals of their eyes.
And if you still don’t flee then the last thing you’ll feel is the razor sharp stone as it plunges through your heart.