Flash Fiction: Soul Recycle

Oops, neglected the blog again. This is what happens when one follows the philosophy “why do it today when it can be done tomorrow”.

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Soul Recycle

She came as life after death. Impregnating women with the souls of their loved ones. Her cosmic bag was running on a low. Two life forces scraped the bottom lining waiting to get out. But did she dare? These souls should have gone to the fire pit, where their essence pulled apart, melted and moulded into something new.

2 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: Soul Recycle

  1. Ooohh I liked this, I’m guessing they were creepy children. I also believe she may have thought the same about me. Should I dare let this thing out ? 😛

    1. oracleopus says:

      Hmmm the origins of the creepy child… tempting… :0)

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