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8/11 100 Word Challenge
Prompt: Shadows snatch at the light, tendrils lashing out into the cobbled street as they shuffle. Trailing feet behind their broken bodies, victims to the icy grip of death. Tinged blue against the endless night, their misted figures weave through the glowing streets, a wintry murmur in their wake. The glass in a shop window frosts over as the shadow’s tendrils reach out to claim it’s glow. One by one, the lights in the street flicker slowly, then die out as a swirling black mass surges above, devouring, consuming, thunderous roaring. All that’s left will forever remain; victims to the shadows.
13/11 100 Word Challenge
Prompt: ...but where would we hide it all?... I scuttle through the streets, covered in grime from head to toe. A bundle in my arms bobs up and down with slight footfalls. Blood red and crisp in the night air, defiance rests in my shivering hands, juicy and sweet. How I long to take just one bite, to sink my teeth into it’s perfect skin. Street rats hurry behind me, innocent, helpless, silent and stealthy, unnoticed beneath the blanket of stars. But where would we hide it all? As we approach the decrepit building, a horrible feeling of guilt grabs hold of me, dragging me into the darkness.
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