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The Priest and the Pirate | 50 Word Story

The shade slew the last sailor.
Only the captain and I remained. And I, no pirate, but a priest disguised.

Atop the treasure sat a jeweled cross.
The ghoul reached out a finger.
I took the cross. Prayed. The wraith vanished.
Cold steel slid between my ribs.
“Bloody hate priests.”

Still loving these fifty word stories thanks to @jayna’s and her amazing fifty word story challenge. This time the prompt was “shade.”  I did five different drafts for this one and also wrote 700 words of a longer version which I have yet to complete.  Big thanks to @Bex-dk and @damianjayclay for the edits.

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2 Comments

  1. Taking a fearful story and ending it with murder shouldn’t have made me laugh but I couldn’t resist the irony that the spirit wasn’t the real danger. Love this, Zombie, and looking forward to the longer version!

  2. This is such a powerful story. I love the challenge of helping to edit these.

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