Halloween Micro Story- Fiction by Liyona

Dark and crooning. I am starving. Ripping my feathers to satisfy my hunger. I perch only for the glory of a wandering soul’s gaze. Waiting. Slowly my hunger grows as does the darkness. Shrieks. Caws. My talons sink; deep. The screams are devoured by my hunger; I feast.


I wrote this in response to 50 Word Horror Story Contest 🙂 Check it out if you’re feeling spooky!

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