Hell or High Water

“I’ll either kill you, or peel off your skin so we can be one, together”, he said.

She had laughed at that sentence for many times, when other innocent children had said it, but after a swift demonstration of what he was capable of, the woman was as scared as she was marveled. She took her time to answer, chosing foolishly to call his bluff.

“I would never lay a finger on your skin, not even at gunpoint. I’d rather die.”

That was the end of what could have been a beautiful life.


Posted on 31/07/2011, in Prose, Scribblings. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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