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Friday, 17 April 2020

Short Story - Masterpiece



A walk through the woods helps me creating a masterpiece. That owl on that nearby tree disapproves. But who cares.
The body which was taken from the morgue last night is sitting amidst the greens. Her once glistening eyes had a sad look so I replaced them with seeds of apricot which I found on my way. I had combed and tied her hair in a neat pony tail. She is now singing sweet songs to me sitting on that bark.

Ahaa! What a wonderful aromatic body she has. I guess I am going to enjoy my dinner tonight.

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