Saturday, February 4, 2017

100 Words a Day 1016

“Such a small price.”

I awoke confused. It was dark. I was alone.

“Such a small price.”

“Who’s there?” I called.

No response.

“What’s a small price?”

“Such a small price for what you want?”

“What I want?”


“How do you know what I want?”

“The throne. It can be yours. Such a small price.”

I started. I thought I had done a good job of hiding my resentment.

“Not from me. Such a small price.”

I jumped. I could hear it was smiling, whatever it was.

“How did you know what I was thinking?”

“Such a small price.”

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