“Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but
the truth?”
Geppetto* #quote
I wonder how many bookbirds there are? After all I've heard of
bookworms. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Dangerous Man
A man stared me straight in the eyes. A man that scared me quite a
bit. He smiled with a wide grin I could tell was fake. That forced
his dark emotions at bay. He dressed normal, shirt and pants, but his
black hair was scruffy and his skin had scars in places very close to
his viens. He breathed heavy, in and out, in a rhythm like the
ticking and tocking of an old grandfather clock. I knew this man
could hurt me. Possibly would. Violent thoughts must have been
spinning around in that head of his.
So I put down the mirror.
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