55 word fiction

A collection of 55 word stories written by various bloggers.

Pallav

The pain burned down my heart like a poison arrow goes through its flailing victim, i blinked back the tears and motioned to the boy with the blade in his hand.
I winked at him, he put the blade to my throat and ran it across, i wiped off the blood with my handkerchief,though it kept flowing
and death said to me "let's go,its a lonely road to hell you know"

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