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Her Scythe

November 22, 2021 7 Comments

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Even though it was midnight, the bustling city rushed toward dawn. Deadline pressures made it difficult to focus, and he needed fresh air. He opened the window, hoping the sight of stars might remind him of home.

He didn’t expect to see her. After all, who wouldn’t be surprised to see a girl standing on the ledge of a building, shrouded in shadows and inches away from falling?

The sight alarmed him. Until he spotted the black scythe in her hand, dripping with blood. Her dark eyes locked with his. Oddly, he felt a sense of relief. No more deadline pressure.

By Wynter Chong

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  1. HelenZ says

    November 22, 2021 at 7:07 am

    Wow – really well written. I could picture the scene and almost feel his relief.

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  2. Alastair says

    November 22, 2021 at 8:10 am

    Well that sent a shiver down my spine! Well done!

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  3. Coco says

    November 22, 2021 at 8:53 am

    Creeeepy!
    Nicely done!

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  4. Mary says

    November 22, 2021 at 10:10 am

    Excellent! The ending was unexpected and as others have stated sent shivers down my spine as well. Great job.

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  5. Mary Rohrer-Dann says

    November 24, 2021 at 8:28 am

    Deliciously creepy!

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  6. Jen says

    November 24, 2021 at 11:09 am

    Nice twist!

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  7. Valli Henry-Boldini says

    November 26, 2021 at 7:11 am

    A lovely mini ‘horror’ tale… well written…and I too felt his relief to escape the rat race… well done… kudos …

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