Killing Darwin
I was bored one day and decided to ask my Instagram followers some random keywords to use in a short story. I also ran polls for how much darkness or brightness they wanted as well as genre.
Here is the word bank:
Nipple
Acetabulum
Turquoise
Bellini
Belly Dance
Loa Loa
Milk
Oli London
Potato
Radish
Rutabaga
Sternocleidomastoid
Galapagos
Plasma
Darkness: 85%
Brightness: 50%
Genre: Thriller/Fantasy
Okay Here Goes:
“There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth.” — Friedrich Nietzsche
You’re supposed to use your fingers.
Jam them as deep into the throat as possible. Break the apple. Crisp. She should have done it when she had the chance, but mother was weak. She couldn’t kill her only son after failing pregnancy for seventy years. If something sounds off, you’re correct. She gave birth when she was ninety-two. Father had died ten…
