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.

 

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3 responses 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.

    1. I wanted to write more with this one, I have an idea, maybe something will happen with it soon, there are ideas in the works 👍

      1. Looking forward to it!

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