Grey-blue eyes, locked onto his;
He matches the gaze, smiling subtly.
A low quick blur.
Panic.
Wet burning agony;
The blade sinks in, cutting deeply.
Out of focus grey-blue;
Unwavering, unblinking.
Moving closer, her lips brush past his neck;
Twisting the blade, her cheek to his, she whispers softly;
The words sink in, cutting more deeply.
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Welcome Reader:
In late 2006 I decided that I was going to take and post a picture each day of 2007. The results of that can be seen at Year of Pictures - 2007. It was a unique experience that, for the most part, I enjoyed doing. So I've decided to create another project for myself.
Occasionally, I will post a short story, part of a longer story, small narrative or anything else that I've written. I hope that my writing entertains the few souls who stumble across this project, but the primary reason for this project is for me to flex and develop my writing skills. That being said, the more feedback I can get the better. So please, leave a comment telling me what you do or do not like about my writing.
It is unfortunate that this even needs to be said, but please note that most of the writing you will read here is fiction. If it sounds fantastical, improbable, extreme or impossible, it's just make-believe. Enjoy.
Occasionally, I will post a short story, part of a longer story, small narrative or anything else that I've written. I hope that my writing entertains the few souls who stumble across this project, but the primary reason for this project is for me to flex and develop my writing skills. That being said, the more feedback I can get the better. So please, leave a comment telling me what you do or do not like about my writing.
It is unfortunate that this even needs to be said, but please note that most of the writing you will read here is fiction. If it sounds fantastical, improbable, extreme or impossible, it's just make-believe. Enjoy.
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