Monday, September 16, 2013

55 Word Wednesday Entry - Week 74


Molly O'Roarke's corpse was ethereal in its frozen state. The ice adorning her ivory skin made it glow. Jack laughed a frosty laugh at the sight of his finished masterpiece.
His work done, he spun, transforming into particles of snow, and flowed through the cracks of the window that had been the woman's downfall.

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