Glossy Crimson Ideals
For Raymond G. Taylor's "Oh Jeff flash fiction challenge"
"Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but..."
With her gun to his head, she pulled the trigger, as Jeff trembled on his knees, weeping.
"Why, Sophie?" he gasped in desperation.
Silence hung heavy as Sophie stood emotionless.
"Пролетарии всех стран, соединяйтесь!" she whispered.
His body hit the floor with a cold, final thud after the shot, as his glossy crimson lifeforce pooled around the heels of her shoes.
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: I had a different idea at first. That felt too. Lame? I shall not provide a translation at the moment. It's not nearly as short as I'd like, compared to others I've read so far, but, I feel it's long enough.
Oh, it's for Raymond G. Taylor's awesome unofficial challenge, which you can find out more about here:
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