Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction
AliceFalling down a hole
Trying to land on my feet.
Desperately searching for a soul
That I can eat.
I spot Alice
Flailing her arms for help.
She doesn't suspect the madness
That will soon be her Hell.
She reaches her hand out,
I give her a look of innocence.
Don't scream, don't shout
Just accept this.
Alice looks in my eyes
I tough her cheek.
Her eyes open wide
As her soul flows into me.
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