Written for: The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #580 Words: boys, free, chain, steal, doors, will, games, dead, sea, plead, crave, ledge Stealing a steel chain, an envenomed man freely swings it in an arc across from his boyhood abuser, forced up on the ledge of the old orphanage. Willing his eyes to stare at those he despises, he says, 'Remember all those games you forced us into playing behind closed doors?' He craves revenge for the dead feeling he has carried ever since–the dull orbs his sea-green eyes have become. Abuser pleads. Disgusted, the man throws the chain to the ground. 'Just scaring you was worth it.' He spits, and walks off. https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/
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