100 Word Plot Bunnies: In Which an Otherwise Unremarkable Feature is a Sign of a Reluctant Savior

“You have such pretty eyes, blue on blue like the perfect summer’s day.” She noticed the sad expression that crossed his face. “Did I say something wrong?”

He didn’t meet her gaze. “I have to keep moving again.”

Her heart skipped a beat. “Why?”

He shrugged into his long red coat. “I told you when I first came here: I stay, until I receive a sign to go. You’ve just given me that sign.”

She caught his hand, her eyes watering. “But I don’t even know your name!”

He paused. “It’s best you don’t. My name is a killing word.”


Unnecessarily Long and Tiresome Authoress’ Notes:
Hey, Gunsmoke already has the giant funky worms.

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