Relief

Standing at Puckerbrush Island, a sense of umbrage pricked him.

He would use the rifle, in the back of the car and quietly, the inner blankness he had felt in life, would leave.

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Inspired by Trifecta Weekend Challenge

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Let Go!

Inspired by Picture It and Write

Photo Prompt

 

You had so desperately wanted this. My hand was not that of God. Or maybe it was. I free you before you assume your truculent, petulant, jeering self, unleashing its wrath, cooked on ill-baked facts – your truth!  Hate is an easy ploy, I refuse to use it. Freedom is easier.

I’m sure you’ll be drawn better next time, by some other hand. Also, you’ll draw better, when given a chance. There’s much I’ve forgone, almost like I’m reborn.

This sheet is to be left a blank. I take off your image and also my hand!

Rest in Peace !