It is Flash Fiction Friday. A picture can mean many things to many people. Every Friday a group of people share their invidual thoughts on a picture. It must be written in 100 words, no more no less.
Here she sat, trapped again. Tricked once more by a cunning and brutal being; imprisoned in this fake pose. She plans her escape. For as surely as she still breaths, she will fight to be truly free for good this time.
“What a beautiful wife I have, don’t you agree my pet?” The Troll commented as he stroked his fingers down her cheek. Carla couldn’t move a muscle, but a single tear squeezed from her eye to roll down her cheek.
“Delicious, my Sweet. Your torment brings me great pleasure.” Her captor laughed as he licked the sign of her pain.
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