The Voice

By mh-grafik at pixabay.com

It was a beautiful voice, calling out my name. Unable to resist, I followed the voice.
I was pulled out dead from the dried up well the next day.
Now, it my turn to be the beautiful voice from the well..
Wait, was that voice from the well or in my head?


Character Count – 250

Twittering Tales – #111

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