50 Word Story – Broken Conversations

Derek pulls himself to his knees, using the headstone to brace himself against. He tastes the saltiness of his blood, feeling around in his mouth with his tongue, he touches the broken roots that remain from where his teeth once were, then spits a mouthful of blood to the ground.

 

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