Day 179 – Cold Cup – 50 Word Story

When she next opens her eyes there is no pain, she look s around the room, they stand there, watching her from the shadows, a tall, naked man stands in front of her, he smiles, holding out a hand to help her to her feet.

“Welcome, my love,” he says.



3 Replies to “Day 179 – Cold Cup – 50 Word Story”

  1. This one’s intriguing. One suggestion for sending it off in an energetic direction is to replace the “man” in “tall, naked man” with something less pedestrian. Such as…hunchback. Scientist. Strongman. Mummy. Tourist. Mendicant.

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