To break the monotony and to keep my readers guessing, I'm posting another one of those super short stories I wrote during my personal short story challenge. (Stories of 55 words or less.)
Word Resurrection
In 2065, words can kill you.
Undercover Language Enforcement Officers are everywhere.
No questions, no evidence, the thrill of the kill excites them.
Their eyes and ears are everywhere.
They watch me now.
Downstairs my door shatters.
I offer myself on an altar of words.
Bullets tear life from me.
I am free at last.
Words are my resurrection.
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