It's good to be alive.
Still Life with Kudu Horns
This image reminded me of the Sunday Times 50-word novel competition some years ago. I never got around to submitting mine, but it stuck in the back of my mind.
IT'S GOOD TO BE ALIVE ...
They let her out eventually. She found her way back to him, as he knew she would. They made love, then held each other. As he slept she slit his throat and left. For the first time, in a long time, it felt good to be alive.
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