Ivy

He leaned back against the wall. She had him cornered. He drew his knife and drove it into her stomach. She grinned. He twisted the blade and dragged it upwards. She laughed. Transfixed, he watched her hair turn into roots and her face blossom into a flower. He didn’t notice the creeping ivy piercing his skin until it was ready to pull his kidneys out.

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39 thoughts on “Ivy”

    1. Still reading a lot of Junji Ito atm. Not sure if that’s what you mean, but the idea could have been inspired by it. 🙂

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  1. I’m all messed up freaky! No more happy places for me to hide. This was beyond! I’m a fan reluctantly. Have you read Michael over at fiction yet? I’m going to go mad!

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    1. Cheers Mel! I’m on a catch up, been getting the missus moved to Scotland this last few days. Now home and hitting the blogosphere. 🙂

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      1. LOL! This sounds like you’re keeping her secretly locked up somewhere. The wheels are turning my friend. (BTW – Scotland is a dream to me. Wouldn’t mind getting locked up there.)

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