Where It Ends


(writing prompt from www.iauthor.uk.com)

     It was a quest. A form of spiritual fasting that made Kimberly isolate herself in that small corner of the church. The room was white and pristine only a week earlier, but something happened inside there. Something happened to Kimberly. The paint pealed from the walls and the tiled floors curled with excessive age. The bed and dresser stripped to nothing and everything was decayed with a alarming rot. Symbols and words were written in blood which became black as the iron rusted.

"The End Is Near" it read.

It wasn't the end for us. It was the end for her.

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