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The roll of the die says “W.”

Walking home was always so spooky, but I liked it.  The rustle of dead leaves in autumn was intoxicating, like the whispers of a black widow on her wedding night.  I breathed deeply the scent of the rotting leaves on the ground.  That sweet smell of death always set my head spinning.  This path through the park in the middle of night during the cooling months of the year was my slice of forbidden heaven.  It always felt like I was going to be horribly stabbed to death, or like I would find someone’s dead body laying in the ditch at the side of the dirt path.

I looked up, and my breath caught in my throat.  The full moon was directly overhead.  I felt my heart pound against my chest.  It looked so close, like I could reach up and touch it.  I turned off my visor so I could walk by moonlight alone.  Certainly, it was stupid– visors were made to light the way, and mine had some minor vision corrective properties.  I looked around.  Everything seemed eerie.  The moon bleached everything.  My breath came and went faster as I continued to walk.  Without my visor, everything looked so different!  The rustling leaves no longer looked like fire, but instead like black clouds of evil hanging over the trees.

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Posted by on January 6, 2013 in Futuristic Fiction

 

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