Another day, another contest. This one's genre was Suspense, and it had to involve a "wounded soldier" and a "sewing needle." Enjoy the full story here.
"Death Comes Closest on Tuesdays"
An old song from America, a fantasy country now, so far away it might as well have been in orbit. She’d been dreaming of his death, as she always did now. In the drifting moment where she rose into waking, she sang along with him:
Only you beneath the moon, and under the sun...
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