Friday Fictioneers: If I must, I must…


“Hold on!” he yells. My arms ache as I summon the last of my strength to hold on as all around me crumbles.

He, the monster that’s been through battles to win my affection, he has triggered this deadly curse devastating my people. Now, he must make the decision as I’m dangling from this ledge – save me or let go.

“I can’t!” I can feel my fingers slipping. I must go with my fate. If I must die, I must…

“Um, miss, are you alright?” I open my eyes to find a gentleman in the strangest clothing standing over me.

(100 words)

For Friday Fictioneers

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