Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers: The Seer

Pebbles and rocks crunched beneath Kyle’s shoes as he jogged along the shore. It’s his favorite jogging route because he didn’t need to pay attention to where he was going. He could just focus on his thoughts as he watched the fog dissipate. 

Crack!

He stopped. Something felt off about the previous step. He turned and there, on the ground, was an antique pocket watch. He picked it up and immediately, his head tilted back and eyes rolled back. For a moment, he saw only dark clouds, lightning, and people running and screaming. He dropped the watch and staggered back a few steps, his eyes widened.

This watch had seen darkness, a lot of it. There’s something dark coming. Thoughts began generated in his head. Not thoughts. Visions, premonitions of things that’d happen days, weeks, even months from the present. That’s the curse of the seer. One’d never know when something would occur.

Kyle picked up the watch and closed his eyes. The visions had stopped. Damn. Pocketing the watch, he headed for the shop.

(~175 words)

I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.