Into the Mist
I could barely keep my teeth from chattering. The bonfire burning across the courtyard did nothing to keep me warm. My eyelids drooped under the weight of the third watch.
Suddenly, a man was standing in front of me, rifle drawn. I fumbled for the hammer, praying he hadn’t yet seen me.
I was wrong.
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Bang bang
I shot you down, bang bang
You hit the ground , bang bang
That awful sound, bang bang
I used to shoot you down
You’re story was crying out to me for the second viewpoint.
OMG. I was right to think that the two stories were connected! Hahaha. That’s an idea we can all consider here.
You never know where an idea will come from…
Still some life in this one Cory…
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