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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021
Submitted to Contest #127
The pain tore through me, the knife cutting through the layers of flesh, blood spilling out. For an instant, I felt nothing, and then, I felt a soreness in my chest, a soreness that seemed empty, void of all feeling and emotion, unaware of its own existence. Chills began to dominate me; the cold bit at me. The wind blew right through me, as if I did not exist. Shivering, I looked up into the face of my attacker. I could only see his hair, a light brown with luminous golden streaks, his lips small yet full, slightly parted ...
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