Damned souls’ scalded tongues wail:
Far from home.
She rips her tether from its iron spike
And ties it round her head
A slave’s crown
To keep hair from her eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my entry for the Trifextra flash fiction challenge.
“This weekend we’re asking for 30 of your own words plus the three following words for a total of 33 words: Tether Loft Crown”
The challenge closes at 5pm Pacific on Sunday, at which time anyone can vote for their favorite 3 pieces for 14 hours. Winners will be announced on Friday. (This week’s challenge is community judged.)