From Beneath the Black Hood

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The robe slipped down his back. His scars startled me, three ripples stretching from shoulder to waist. Sliced, lashed, or perhaps scratched by some three-fingered beast.

Respect didn’t sway my mission. My lips pursed and blew.

Falling, his hand raised to the sting in his neck.

I bowed silently into the shadows.

 


For Sacha Black’s #writespiration 52 word challenge: The Girl That Wore the Black Hood
Original penciled art by Carl Bystrom

15 Minutes #writespiration

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I waited outside the storage room door.

“Hi.” Maybe nervous or surprised that I actually came. “15 minutes..”

She unlocked and led me inside.

Breath catching as my hands wrapped her waist, her face turned up and back towards mine, hungry, urgent.

We fumbled, kissed, caressed.

“The best break ever,” she whispered.


For Sacha Black’s #writespiration 52 word challenge: The Break
Original photo art by Carl Bystrom