Capricorn (ep. 74)
I watched my last breath drift up, past my face. An elegant display of silver bubbles.
She held my foot. Fingers clasped so tight my toes were already numb.
One last gasp, the water rushed into my lungs.
My daughters face, already a memory.
Little Fears 
Wow
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So sad.
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Sorry. Is the Monday horrors.
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Opening line for a novella told in flashback?
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Could be. It was part of the Capricorn book, so I think I had it in my head that a zodiac entity was pulling someone to the dark depths.
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Ohhh, don’t!
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LOL!!! 😀
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wow!
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Thank you. 🙂
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Oh. Good. Golly. Gee. Whiz. That’s a picture that doesn’t leave your mind fast.
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Sorry Dayle, still with the Monday horrors!
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Oh, no!
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Mmmhmmm.
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Ummmm no!!
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My lil horror lady Capricorn, pulling folks to the deep dark.
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Oh my….
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Monday’s horrors, stay horror.
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Horrifying horror bubbling up here….
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Mmmhmmm.
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Wow! That last line…
Too sad for a Monday 🙂
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Ya’ll come back for the Monday horrors.
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You don’t half pack a punch at the end of your posts, don’t you?
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Heh, sorry about that, Derbhile!
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😦 Sad.
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Ooof, sorry Dot!
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It’s okay. 🙂
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