Thursday photo prompt
You can stop worrying, no-one will ever know, your secret is safe, hidden, under key. Now you have regained your freedom, there is no evidence, no proof, nothing has ever happened. Your thoughts are safe, and as you well know, time erases everything.
So, it is up to you, what you do with your life, where you go, who you meet. In the meantime, you only need to think of your enjoyment. As for her, she too will soon be forgotten.
Weekly Writing Prompt #116
She thought she ought to check the address before she went down the high street. She had the key, and would see the colour sign, the code.
Her mission was simple, she was paid to kill him.
He knew, and was waiting. He was accepting death. His time had come, and he made sure the sign was at his door. It would be painless, she was such an artist, he knew: he had trained her.
Image: Female Assassin by Ecezio on deviantART
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Down South is your secret garden, and I hold the key,
Thus, I live in fear, of the jealous gods, of the cruel demons,
For they cannot approach the magic gate:
You can imagine their fury, they cannot suffer
To see this simple mortal, enjoy the
Forbidden fruits, all the way,
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