Flash Fiction: Trapped

I am caught like a fly in a trap.

I am caught like a fly in a trap.

Immobilized completely, quarantined in darkness and silence.

My adversary got me good, making me fall for his devious machinations.

My eternal body is now trapped in a deathly mesh.

The razor-sharp strings draw fresh blood from my body with every slight movement, exhausting me.

However, my scarred body will escape one day, and he will suffer my wroth…

Word Count: 67


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Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge “Strings”

Manic Mondays “Silence”

Weekend Writing Prompt “Quarantine”



Image Credit: Trapped by Chaos the Demon