And so, I rest
A Microfiction Story
By AshlynPublished about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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Kill the mother: it seemed simple all those years ago, yet so silly now as I take my final breaths. We few survivors wanted to slay the monsters but could only delay the inevitable. I'm getting glimpses of the other side now - it's enticing and uncruel.
I pop the capsule, and poison slithers through my body. The mother sinks her pincers into me. I fight to remain conscious, to see if the poison takes her too. But death pulls my gaze, "This is no longer your fight," she whispers, "It's time to rest."
And so, I rest.
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Great micro fiction story!