Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Window

"Can you fly?" She asks me.
Cold, black eyes stare back.
Her breath is the chilling night wind; I shiver.
The depths below are calling, taunting.
Her eyebrow raises.
"I dare you" she whispers.
I jump.
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  1. BDecember 6, 2012 at 1:26 AM

    This is some of your better writing that I've seen. Still get a weird feeling about this one.

    I shivered.

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