The Christmas lights corded tight around the protagonist's limbs, binding their ankles and wrists behind their back. An absurd prettiness of colour - given the situation.
The antagonist gave a slow, self satisfied smile.
"Oh I must have been good this year"
The protagonist glared.
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Writing Prompts
RandomEvery writer no matter how skilled will sooner or latter be inflected with the dreaded curse of writers block. Here are a few prompts to help you through it.
