My hands quiver: I inject the antidote into my love as fear grips me. Seconds stretch into eternity as I pray for a miracle. Has love triumphed, or is it lost? The answer hangs in the balance, a fragile thread between life and death. Life returns with a weak smile.
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Undying Love
ParanormalThe Undead Challenge- 8 prompts to be written in 30 - 50 words as one continuous story.
