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Submitted to Contest #319
The Nightmare spoke with a voice of silk and ash. “Give in,” it whispered. And like every night since then, the woman gave the same answer. “Never.” *** Each night, The Nightmare arrived cloaked in a shroud of dusty bones, a drapery threaded with blood-red silk and beaded with broken bottle shards. Her monotonous reply slipped out between bloody, chapped lips, “Never.” “Never is a long time, Tired One,” it warned. And with that, the shadows receded, melting into the beige wallpaper. *** It arrived at precisely twenty-five minutes past midnig...
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