Bedtime Story

Theme: Abstract

Prompt: Time

Bedtime Story

It is always in the dead silence of the night that I hear… footsteps. Not booted, not stilettos, and not even the skitter-scatter. It is just an effortless climb of light footsteps which is always followed by a gong and screech. This must be it. The thing they all talked about. It is intricately woven into a nursery rhyme and some fairy tales too. But never… never do they tell you what happens after the mouse fell down. Hickory, Dickory, and Dock devoured the mouse, wiped clean the gore, and mewed as if nothing happened until it was night again…

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