The Prediction weekly flash
100 words or less - Prompt - gutter rime thrift
Shut Down
A rime of hoarfrost encircled open lips. Breath came in short and thrifty gasps as his body began to shut down. Harry did not notice the cold of the stone gutter seeping through his freezing blood and cloth of his tattered coat.. His body had begun to shut down.
100 words or less - Prompt - gutter rime thrift
Shut Down
A rime of hoarfrost encircled open lips. Breath came in short and thrifty gasps as his body began to shut down. Harry did not notice the cold of the stone gutter seeping through his freezing blood and cloth of his tattered coat.. His body had begun to shut down.
The day’s light faded.
No life flashed before his eyes, no moments of self recrimination. Harry accepted his fate calmly, wishing only
that Death would find him before the secret creatures of the back alleys
did.
Two shadows closed in. “Good.
Still breathing ………… Forget the saw, hand me the cleaver.”
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My first entry at the Prediction in over a year.
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My first entry at the Prediction in over a year.
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