terrible minds had a writing contest where you have one word to use as a topic or piece of the story that had to be created with only 100 words.
The choices were frog powder seagull tower or scissors.
i chose powder. Here it is.
It was quite fun by the way. (smile)
the woman screamed, waves of pain crashing over her. Her arms, had been sliced bare, striped like bacon.
the man behind the fool's mask methodically sprinkled a grey powder into her wounds. He was mumbling "for Rachael" over and over.
Her pain began to deaden after that Her wounds seemed to heal before her eyes and she felt detached as her thoughts floated.
Another man was approaching now from a good distance clothed in black blotting out the light. The image looked familiar, particularly the thing in his hand.There was no face. just a cloak, a skull, and a scythe.
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