Sayonara by Iza Deleanu 75 Words Flash Fiction contest entry |
She came and left the mask to fall on the old grass. She was tired of running and snatching one more day from that Scrooge, Chronos. For the last time, she watched as the last grain of sand fell into that old hourglass; she watched and whispered: "I am ready, old friend; take me back to my Creator. Enough, it's enough! This clown is done! This was my last show, Sayonara!"
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