He almost couldn't bear to watch the water flow, knowing he couldn't drink it. It had been cursed by a powerful wizard, and would inflict each person drinking from it with a different curse. Some of them were exceedingly cruel, while others were liveable. Still, he found that quite the gamble to take, and so he would rather perish of thirst than live under the burden of a curse for many years to come. Little did he know he was being hounded by the gang of the cursed water, a group of thugs with the single goal of forcing weary travellers to drink, for the sole purpose of being amused by the various curses they ended up with.
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100 Colours
Short StoryThis is a collection of 100 short stories, around 100 words each, inspired by 100 colours. The link to the list of colours will be provided in the first chapter, as it was not created by me. If anyone decides to give this prompt list a whirl themsel...
