Cradled in her hands, the soul trembled.
Rotting, yellow nailed fingers snatched at her hair. She sank deeper into the crevice in which she hid, sheltering the fragile orb as best she could.
"Give it to me," the beast snarled.
"It's not yours to take!"
#vss365 09-09-19
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Flash Fiction: A Collection
General FictionA collection of, mostly unrelated, flash fiction pieces for all manner of prompts, usually Twitter length for #SatSplat and #vss365. Image credit: Rawpixel on Pixabay
