Who would suspect him, a monk ten years in holy orders?
Although he had already lived 150.
His weapon of choice?
Not a blade or poison.
A chord of increasing volume.
Delivered within a Gregorian chant.
Crescendo.
37 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Crescendo
image from pixabay by Birgit Bollinger
crispina kemp 
A different type of cruely!
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It was inspired by a discussion of a book that beloved is readinng
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Interesting…
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Hmmmm ….
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🙂
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