On a starry night, the sound of horse hooves took me out of my quiet night walk. A bony face asks me: "Could you tell me where they sell fresh blood?" I was silent and just ran in the opposite direction. The mournful whinny still resounds in my ears. God forgive me! #Zapfic
#Zapfic Contest: Writing Contest Week 52
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