The Alchemist

Tarren Vaux, it was rumoured, could transmogrify the hair of beautiful ladies into gold.

The gravity of avarice pulled women from all around the country to him. They would wake up with their hair golden in exchange for a single night.

Tarren Vaux always disappeared.

His trick? Blonde hair dye.


I’m getting back into fifty-word stories now. it’s been just over a year since I last wrote one, so I’m a little rusty.

More of these to come every Sunday.

 

6 thoughts on “The Alchemist

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s