I know you all have been patiently waiting for the next installment of the AMAZING Blogging Alliance of the Damned.
I run my hand back and forth atop the blades. My eyes look anywhere but the slab of granite before me.
It never fails. Life is plugging along swimmingly and then one morning can set you back three months.
Two young hares, rump to rump like dueling pistols, crouched by the gate. I raised the bow carefully and pulled the arrow back tightly against my cheek.
He watched his own blood drift down the walls in thick, sloping arcs. It seeped from his neck; flowing slower with each passing heartbeat.
She wasn’t planning on even going to the party. She wasn’t up for it. She had a daughter.
Without a word, she dropped to the ground. I couldn’t help but smile at how well she was taking to her training.
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