It takes her quite a while for her to realise the abyss gazes back. Frigid cold stings up her spine and she wishes she knew where that faint wailing was coming from–must be the wind, so she thinks. The abyss is whispering at her to go down, promising her an end to her pain and a thrill that goes on all the while should she take the leap. The abyss gazes closer and closer.
Microfiction #18 – The Abyss Gazes Back
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