Roddy Williams – The Atheist Poet

50 word stories 032 – Night – #50wordstories

The village, a sleeping cat, nestled beneath the hills, the occasional bathroom light twitching like a whisker reflecting moonlight.
All should be asleep but some are not. Some are in the throes of love. Some are watching ‘Come Dine With Me’.
One lies in darkness, seeing a dagger before him.

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