Topic
Write a Glitch Flash-Fiction (100 words or less)
The hillside moved, existing beneath boots illuminated by scattering fireflies. They huddled together and marched in an uncertain direction, whispering into the darkness. To Humbaba, the evil presence felt ancient and corrupt. It took from him his brave followers, and revealed strange, colorless figures shivering in the mist. There was once a time when they worshiped and feared him, he thought. Now, they fear the rooks.
