Broken, cast out, or simply fallen into disrepair, our fragile nature cracks. On a sea of emotions, we float until the waves of time work
He had stardust in his eyes, and even now, they twinkled under the moon’s light. His soft parts firmed and stoked her passions. She wondered
She pondered life and whether there really was such a thing as right or wrong. She had sinned, yet no hand smote her. A calculated
A 50-word micro fiction horror story
A fifty-word micro fiction horror story.
A 50-Word Micro Fiction piece by the Queen Of Horror, Julie Kusma. Artwork by Keri Michael Dearmond.