"How bad is it?" Daniel asked, wincing as he glanced down at his bloodstained clothes.
"Well, fortunately, the blade missed your artery and your vital organs..." Alen started.
"Okay, that's good," Daniel said, relaxing slightly.
"No, sweetie, you had a sword inside of you. That's pretty bad," Alen said condescendingly.
Daniel glared at the other man. "Call me sweetie again and there'll be a sword inside of you. Only this time, the blade won't miss your vital organs."
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Writing Prompts
General FictionHere are a collection of writing prompts designed by yours truly or taken from the internet. Knock yourselves out.
