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Elective Corrections

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“Are you sure?”

He inhaled and his chest rose, licked his lips and nodded. “Yeah, hit me.”

“Okay, man.” The whirl of the gun came to life. The inked needle pressed against the skin on the guy’s upper arm. “So, um, I gotta ask why?”

“You’re the best in corrective tattoos, that’s why I’m here.”

“I get that bit, and our team’s well trained for that purpose. But, what I gotta know, man, is why?”

“Surely you’ve heard all the stories?”

“Yeah. But, you’re the first one who wants this kick-arse reaper changed into a butterfly?”

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Stained

 

Stained - RuralRomanticRamblings.comBlack goo coated his teeth and tongue, sliding down the back of his throat. He gagged into the sink, clawing the gunk free. Loosened his tie, winced at the rank eye-burning Continue reading “Stained”

Blocked

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‘Everyone hates me,’ cried Monday. Continue reading “Blocked”

Boundaries Pushed

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‘Don’t. You. Dare.’

Continue reading “Boundaries Pushed”

Closed Gate

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              It used to be… Continue reading “Closed Gate”

Blame The Good Doctor

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Rainbow Bali-beads swung from plaited hair strands. Painted fingernails matched the beads’ colour palette, while glitter fell like fairy dust from rouged cheeks. Faux jewels covered each knuckle Continue reading “Blame The Good Doctor”

Steel Night

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“Just a bit more.” The long steel bar slid past the flat metal blades.

“Now swing on it.” As two sets of hands pulled, but nothing moved.

“All your weight, lads.” Continue reading “Steel Night”

No Explanation

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Toes to the edge, arms wide

& upon butterfly wings, I dive Continue reading “No Explanation”

Crone’s Prayer

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With hunched, frail shoulders the crone leant against her sand-smooth staff. Her gnarled hand trembled holding a wax sealed bottle. Inside, a parchment displayed swirls of an unknown language. Continue reading “Crone’s Prayer”

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