I'm trying to write a short piece of flash fiction everyday from whatever pops into my head at the time.
It'll mainly be rambling unsubtle crap but hey, at least its something right?
Tuesday, 5 October 2021
Twelve
They swarm closer, digging their way under my
flesh to wriggle around the inside of me. They work their way up through my cu[prick]nt
and into me proper. The vision watches on and the rats devour endlessly, a timeless
cycle of teeth, tail, and hair.
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