While the girl with a blue scarf reminisced about her hair, a whooshing sound came over her head.
"Oh my goodness!" the girl exclaimed.
She couldn’t believe her eyes. Was that her blue horse?
questionable origins that she saw in the window at that place where night meets day.
She shivered as she remembered the old wives tale of the man with no face. Nobody knew where he came from but everyone knew that no woman was safe when he turned up.
She was startled for a second but composed herself right away to ask him of his business.
He said: “No worries little lady. I’ve come to collect the gold.”
She was puzzled as she knew her family had no gold.
“Whatever do you mean, kind sir?” she asked.
And before she could finish her words the man leaped straight up to the window and grabbed the girl by her hair.
“I want your golden locks.” the man said in sinister voice.
Before she could open her mouth to protest he pulled out a sword and cut off her head.
... that’s what she thought.
Linking to The Butterfly Effect.