Shadorma 54 – The Killing


The dagger's
blade shone silver in
the moonlight.
She clutched it
to her breast before plunging
it into the man's chest.

Again and
again until she
stopped, the blood
dripping on
to the wooden floor the cast
off splashed up the wall.

She wiped the
blade on the inside
of her cloak.
Took a deep
breath and left
the man she hated so much,
no backward glance.

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