The pilgrim brought her daughter, limp and coughing, in the last paroxysms of disease, to the underground pool.
The priests said the pool had healing powers, which came at a terrible price. and looking into the inky black water, she believed.
She placed her in the water. The girl barely moved, and the water sucked her down, down down. A cry caught in the woman's throat. But she believed. She waited.
Moments later, an eternity later, her daughter rose from the water., whole, and well. Her little girl smiled with row on row of sharp, sharp teeth in the darkness.
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Everyday DrabblesShort Story
A drabble is a very short story one hundred words long. No more, no less. They are designed for maximum impact in the least amount of space. For 2019, I'll be posting a drabble every day.