Second Coming
In their
arrogance, they had sought to bind him. They thought him vanquished. Brooding, patient
he planned his retribution. They must be punished for their presumption; so had
it always been, so it would be again. Now he was ready. Stepping out of the
cold iron, he reached once more for his cloak and scythe.
55 words
@nickjohns999
This story was
written for Lisa McCourt-Hollar’s 55 Word Challenge
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