STORY STARTER

Submitted by Leah Grace

Those hazel eyes are soft; eyes that don’t belong to a killer.

Write a short story that contains this line or centres around the idea.

Serene

He plunged his knife into the man’s chest, blood spurting back onto his face. But that face…

Crimson splatters of his life source, scattered so beautifully.

He was a killer, yes.

But that face...

His nose was Romanesque.

His lips were full, suggestive, a cupid's bow sharpened as if he’d cut it with the knife he held.

His eyes, deep pools of warmth.

To be gazed upon by them was to be seduced.

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