073. Blush

100 word prompts originally written with existing characters.

He remembers clearly when he took his first life. Failing to hide from a group of guards, chase was given, the hope of running was crushed by reinforcements. Encouraged by fear, he lashed out, danced awkwardly with the steel of his blade, and drew blood, then death.

The horror in his eyes was clear once all guards were eliminated.

He has grown, since then. The blood of his enemies shakes him no more. Instead, it colors him, decorates him like a blush. An expression without regret, but experience and, though it took a while, respect.

He has grown, since then.

Reviews

[Meghan]

I'm a fan of your short and simple style. I really enjoy things like this, little excerpts into the life of a character, telling a story without all the words. Nice work!

[Hachamecha]

continue. Please.