Just out of reach (50-word story)

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“If I can make it to the bridge I’ll be safe” he pants.

The sound of horses coming up from behind getting louder. He can see the bridge is in sight, safety is in reach.

The horde gets closer to him, and just as he lunges, the sword decapitates him.

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