Cold and Blood By EvelynC Rated: PG Submitted: December 2009 Summary: Cold and Blood, a short drabble to the challenge lines. *** It's cold. I taste blood -- my blood? No, it's not mine, or is it? My dearest love is part of me and I try to kiss the hurt away. But there's no response, except my fear, my tears, the blood on me, on my mouth, yet I'm frozen -- numb. The EMTs arrive before I can react, and they take my dearest from me. And it's all my fault! I should have protected her! So cold with fear. The taste of her blood remains, mingling with my guilt and pain. *** Notes: This little drabble was in response to the challenge starting lines from Queenie posted by HappyGirl: "It's cold. I taste blood." It's been a long time since I've written anything, but this was fun. I may have to try something longer soon. Thanks for the challenge and the encouragement, and for reading my little bit! Evelyn THE END