Tributes to the shrine could be nothing less than the best.
Ripe fruit. Fresh meat. Aged wine.
A rotten apple tumbled out of a neighbor's basket. When night fell, she covered her head with her pillow to mute the screams.
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Inktober 2019
General Fiction50 word short stories for my first attempt at Inktober. They might be related, they might not. Let's find out. Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay.
