Status: Active until the 31st :D
30 Day Drabble Challenge
Beginning
“NO!” I scream. I didn’t do that, did I?
A black cloak falls to the floor, bones underneath melting, just like my flesh. The agony is too much. I fall to my knees. I’m hideous. I grab the cloak to cover myself up. The scythe shines bright despite its dark purpose. Dear Lord, the irony.
I find a piece of parchment on the floor. In black calligraphy, two words shine. I look closer and find that blood is its ink. I shudder as I realise who is my first kill. This is my beginning, but the end of my son.
A black cloak falls to the floor, bones underneath melting, just like my flesh. The agony is too much. I fall to my knees. I’m hideous. I grab the cloak to cover myself up. The scythe shines bright despite its dark purpose. Dear Lord, the irony.
I find a piece of parchment on the floor. In black calligraphy, two words shine. I look closer and find that blood is its ink. I shudder as I realise who is my first kill. This is my beginning, but the end of my son.
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Hi! This is my first drabble of the month! You like? This story is about the Grim Reaper, if you didn't catch that.See you tomorrow!
(I've just watched Bare: A Pop Opera on YouTube. It's so sad. I downloaded the album. It's addictingly good, but sad.)