Welcome to Flasher Fiction Friday.
Each writer always has a different take on the picture, but can something meaningful be crafted in 100 words? Well that is always the challenge. Here is mine so you be the judge.
One sip was all it would take, and then he would be free. The words wafted to her like an invisible mist, surrounding her in a protective haze of chilly fingers.
"NO! Don't do it!" Oryan screamed at her from somewhere far away.
The amber nectar sparkled in the perfectly crafted glass on the tray before her. Myrena took a deep breath and lifted it to her lips. The liquid sparkled, inviting her to taste. One sip. The concoction was like peach and vanilla, filling her mouth and slipping down her throat. One sip and life began to drift away.
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