Author's Note
This week's word from FB3X Drabble Cascade took me on a not-so-literal journey. Stone as a descriptor, rather than a noun.
Cold Vengeance
by
Sophie Duncan
I felt nothing looking down on the snivelling wreck in front of me. Two years chasing, but this was not for Sash anymore, I had lost that part of me along the way. Why was I here?
Didn't much matter.
"Please," he begged. "I'll give you anything you want."
I blinked at him, gun loose in my hand for a moment. Yet, those baby blue seducers touched nothing. I was immune.
"Can't give me my soul back, can y'," I shrugged.
His eyes widened - shock then despair. I firmed up my grip, put the barrel against his forehead, and fired.
Oo, nice take on the prompt. And like always, now I want to know more.
ReplyDeleteThanks - that one just kinda happened. ;)
Deleteoh my! a barrel to his head. now im intrigued
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