50 word ｆｉｃｔｉｏｎ 》 Ｈｕｎｔｅｄ to Death 《 @HugMug
Screaming.
Assassinates silence.
Might attract peril.
Enemies are still close.
They’ll execute me on sight.
Who could forgive the burning of their village?
Should I take this prisoner back home?
Risk of being labelled a sympathizer.
Can’t just leave them dying.
The crying’s too loud.
Nevermind.
Babies always go to heaven.
Bang
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