Hunger drips from teeth
Pointed and predatory.
There's no time to run.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (5)
Wow! This is actually horrifying, even your use of full stops adds to the "You're done." effect. Good luck in the challenge!
I love the first line! This is so haunting. Great job!
Very well done. Kudos.
That does make the blood run cold!
Visually chilling