I would never know.
Quick.
Silent.
They promised.
A chilly breeze whistled eerily
Raising the tiny hairs on the nape of my neck.
Cold steel touched my skin;
I waited for it to sink in.
My breath dripped sweat.
My captors cackled .
*I didn’t manage to answer the question right this week. But, do check out the ones who did over at Yeah Write.
This week’s Question: Who turned out the light?
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Creepy and scary – nice, Shy! The detail about the hairs at the nape of your neck: fabulous.
Thank you, Christine 🙂
Brilliant and chilling. Good writing!
Thanks Susan!
Beautiful lyrics that describe the night scenario . ? it .Awesome post?
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Aw..thats a bit dark.. cold steel
Isn’t it? Dark mood that day 😉
The quill making us freeze. Superb:)
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pooh totally chilling!
*ooh not *pooh lol
Well, thanks for the compliment 😀 And for clarifying 😉
Hmm. That’s something different from the ‘quill’ of the great Shy. Interesting 🙂
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Wow, that is scary!
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Wow
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That’s really dark…
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Shailaja, I shivered.
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