50 Word Stories: Steamed

Death dropped his scythe, cupped his head between bony fingers, and wept. Then his hordes wept, too, the demons and devils, spirits and sprites. They burst into such tears as to quench Hell’s fires and cover the Earth in steam. Best thing for it really, they couldn’t stand it either.

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