Writing Prompt: Painted Lights of Truth
Hope your weekend is painted with ease.
The orb glistened a foot in front of him, painting lights across his face and setting his eyes aglow.
“Confess?” A soothing voice echoed in his mind.
His parting lips to the story, the finale of which was a knife through his heart.
But that is the end, not the beginning.
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"Good evening…"
If you read that in a faux vampiric accent, you're in the right place. Welcome!
I hope you will enjoy the shared adventures in reading, writing, and other facets of fiction's darker side.
Two supernatural series are in the works and will be coming soon.
May the moon ever light your trail,
-Fiona
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