LJIdol: 3 Strikes - Week 4 - The axe forgets; the tree remembers

[hangedkay]

The dual blades tear through the fabric of the old crone’s ragged clothes and pierce her frail body underneath. A muffled grunt escapes her lips as she tilts her head and peers ahead unfocused, not meeting the eyes of her attacker. Her scowl turns inwards as she lets out a low-pitched hiss, showing off a partial row of broken jagged teeth. Then she

Comments

[drippedonpaper]

An interesting take on the grim reaper of sorts, snipping the life threads of our fate.

Death is our ultimate enemy, who takes from us until it takes us.

I especially loved this line: "I had multiple adulthoods, yet I never felt grown up. " I know that feeling so well, but never quite knew how to say it.

Your entry is really making me think! Thanks.

[bleodswean]

*wild applause* This is so so so good! Atropos, no less! I absolutely was riveted from the very first snip and the ending was perfect perfect perfect! Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful piece of writing! A rare glimpse into this mysterious Fate.

[engarian]

This was super kewl. I love how you integrated the mythos with the path through life of your main character.

- Erulisse (one L)

[beautyofgrey]

Oh, wow - it took me a moment to grasp, but you really pulled it together at the end. Is Thierry the only one to see the crone? What a unique take on the idea of the reaper, and the prompt!

[mollywheezy]

Excellently written and a great take on the Fates snipping the threads of lives!