Dead End
Description
White lotus flower bloom, yellow petals and flower arrangements floating around. But most enchanting are the wooden boots, with letters she has never seen written on the screen of the paper enlighten by a candle behind the sheets. Almost magically as if affected by the tides they seem to follow the pull of the moon following up the stream further and further away until they vanish and other boats pass by. It’s this mysterious trice when the moon is about to set and the sun waiting to rise. The air is full of secrets and tension and the sky changes from the darkest black of the night to softest pastel colors.
warning this story can contain:
character dead, slightly mention of violence, and angst.
If you feel uncomfortable with those things this story won't be for you.
Foreword
A story written for The Bridal Mask Prompt Contest
Used Prompt:
11. A supernatural story about a forest with a gateway to a Labyrinth of the dead. A group of friends decide to check it out but they soon find themselves unable to find their way out. What's worse is that the Grim Reaper chases to capture their souls forever.
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