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Image credits: robot-soup@DeviantArt, with some Photoshop editing done by me

Frozen icicles
Hanging upside down
Clinging to roof’s edge
Of houses in Gloomstowne

Menacing they seemed
Set to stab and kill
Ready for ambush
In the dead midnight chill

Then sunny rays were strewn
In the pink of morn
And when no one had looked
The knives of ice were gone

Thawing into nothingness,
Trampled…

 


**Written for Friday Flash 55! Visit the awesome G-Man to check out what the others had to say in 55 words! You’ll be amazed!! 🙂 **

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