Story a day: 9.25.16

“Do you have the heart of an angel?”

The hunter stepped from the shadows and held up a silver box. He touched the padlock on it and it fell with a clatter to the stone. The box creaked open.

The heart inside was also silver and still beating. Light seemed to pulse from it in time with the beats.

“That will serve.”

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