Cold and Blood

By EvelynC []

Rated: PG

Submitted: December 2009

Summary: Cold and Blood, a short drabble to the challenge lines.

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It's cold. I taste blood -- my blood?

No, it's not mine, or is it? My dearest love is part of me and I try to kiss the hurt away. But there's no response, except my fear, my tears, the blood on me, on my mouth, yet I'm frozen -- numb.

The EMTs arrive before I can react, and they take my dearest from me.

And it's all my fault! I should have protected her!

So cold with fear. The taste of her blood remains, mingling with my guilt and pain.



This little drabble was in response to the challenge starting lines from Queenie posted by HappyGirl: "It's cold. I taste blood."

It's been a long time since I've written anything, but this was fun. I may have to try something longer soon.

Thanks for the challenge and the encouragement, and for reading my little bit!