The Rider

storm rider
It was a dark and stormy night when she thundered into town, a vicious predator stalking bleary-eyed prey. Hooves of her midnight-colored steed echoed a cadence of lonely grief and a warning of the crimson vengeance she would wreak upon their maliciously blighted souls.

This was written as part of Yeah-Write’s monthly micro-prose writing challenge. Click the link to read and vote for your favorites!


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