Photo by Margus Kulden "snowflake 1" flickr
Even in Florida, the Winter Queen comes in October. Mom and dad drink, argue, get stoned. A child has an overnight. In the closet. "I love you," says the Snow Queen her breath billowing in the narrow light. There are cold kisses, icy fingers. "I should kiss you to death."
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Sibyl's Microhorror
GysEach 50 word chapter is based on a prompt word provided by Inktober 2019 Writer Edition. Bite sized dark horror every day til Halloween. Enjoy, ya ghouls!
