Microfiction – Time Slips

Time slips, a soul jumps, startled by the appearance of father time. He’s not alone; another stands nearby cloaked in a black hood.

One thought on “Microfiction – Time Slips

  1. When one loses a beloved spouse to death, death then becomes nothing to fear.

    To the person in the black hood I say…….”You wanna piece of me, sucka! Well, you just come and git you some!”

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